And speaking of the mall. . .

I learned something totally new about Nora the other day. I thought that she was magnetically drawn by forces beyond my control to all things wet and dirty. But No! Nora met her match the other day at the mall- clean, spraying water. She's not interested. We spent the afternoon shopping at the mall with a grand finale of running in the fountains, and although Hailey ran through them with a joy and reckless abandon only four-year-olds possess, Nora wasn't having any of it. Having good, clean fun is just an oxy-moron for her. Here's a play-by-play of the day.