Shopping like Crazy

"Noooooo! My dad's coming tomorrow," I randomly thought.

Everything was so perfect, so peaceful. No stress, no one making us do stuff that we don't want, having fun, and buying stuff that my dad wouldn't let us. I love my dad, but I do admit he is strict.

Today we went shopping with my mom and with my brother because today he couldn't play with his friend as in the rest of the week. Today he had to come with us. We passed about four hours shopping! I was tired and my brother almost cried. My mom was going crazy with all the discounts!

We gathered enough clothes that we--my mom--wanted and went to the cash. My mom paid everything and then saw a women with a beautiful sweater. Her shopping instinct made her ask the lady where did she find it. My mom went directly to that place and didn't find that sweater; it was the last one. That didn't seem stop her because she bought other four sweaters. We went to the cash, again, and paid for them. I also found a blue one that my mom also liked so she decided to buy it too.

I thought we were finally done until my mom remembered my brother's sneakers. He needed ones desperately. We went to the second floor which was the kids section. We spent about half an hour on searching for the perfect ones. Nice sneakers in his size and cheap. My always searches for that. We found some black pumas in his size. (Last week he was 34 and now he's 35...) We were ready to pay them until my mom found a bedspread for her bed (I am not sure how they are called). She spent another half an hour picking until she chose a pretty one, I must admit, that cost $59.99. She wouldn't let this opportunity go by so she bought it as expected.

We were now with three big bags and we would have more if the store hadn't close. We left it at 8 o'clock because they were literaly closing the doors and with double lock. They almost kicked us out! We got home tired. I really don't know why my brother didn't sleep in the car. Today we shopped like crazy--mostly my mom...