American Girl Remix

So, for some reason that I really don't know Caroline and her homegirls have this tradition of taking each other back home after sleepovers. Really no clue how this came to be, but I guess all that matters is that it did. So, Saturday morning we set out to return the little chicks back to their mamas. Except for the one that lives in Dublin. Tradition was only pulling so much weight around here on Saturday after I had cleaned up chocolate face mask all night and then attempted to sleep with Duncan for approx. 4 hours. Driving all the way to Dublin only to not have a Dr. Pepper (cause I gave up all soft drinks several weeks ago and yes, that is a post all to itself and by the way, it was a bad idea.....) well, that crap just wasn't happening. We did not drive to Dublin. But we took the others on home and we did a little visitin' while we were at it and I am not even making this part up- I took back the poison that one of the Dads had lent us the night before. It was worm poison, don't worry. That's another post all on it's own. So, we get back and warm up some lunch and try to decide what to do the rest of the day. On a whim, we call the American Girl store because we still haven't eaten there and they actually have an opening at 7:30. So we go to Dallas. Right then. Well, first I got a room on Priceline and quickly packed a bag. And then we went to Dallas. Right then.

We shopped around a little. Her majesty thought I should buy her another doll. I declined. I had already bought her clothes, perfume, cell phone, cake decorating stuff (Ace of Cakes, remember?) and a CD. I've also promised a new duvet and artwork for her walls. And then of course, there's the trip to the spa that's been requested.

That's Amanda the doll after being seated at the restaurant. Everything was shiny and pink. In other words, just like Heaven. They didn't bring Amanda any food. I thought that was rude.

The boys were making the best of being in Estrogen land for dinner.

For dessert she ordered chocolate fondue and the waitresses sang Happy Birthday. It was at this point that I realized our waitress actually could speak. Hmmm. Wow.

Dunk has completely lost it and has hung the napkin rings/cookie cutters off of his ears sort-of like Princess Lea buns. He was ready to be done. Amanda got two new outfits. The birthday princess was thrilled. And then we set off to find the Westin.......