Somewhere in Middle America

I've been singing that old Counting Crows Song all day, "Omaha, somewhere in middle America. Get right to the heart of the matter, it's the heart that matters most. You'd better turn your ticket in, i-i-in, or get your money back at the door." See, stuck in my head, even though we are nowhere near Omaha.


The Mall of America was quite a diversion. Not only is it huge, it also has an indoor amusement park. Here is a picture of the ferris wheel. There is also an underground aquarium, gigantic lego-land, a log waterslide, and 2 rollercoasters. Weird, and a little unnerving to have all of those carnies hanging out in the mall. The Mall of America has the highest baby strollers per capita in the world. So many, that Sarah had to wait in line for the baby changing station! Oy vey!

We had a good bit of retail therapy today. We all bought what we needed and a few additional things. We were there all day, and only walked 1/2 of the mall at the most! Much of the mall left for another retail therapy trip.

Gracie also really enjoyed the visit today. She was such a great little girl, and she helped Sarah get some retail therapy, and eer picked up a few items for herself. :) Here she is with her new bear that Uncle Chris sent her in a care package.

The highlight was our trip to Orange Julius. Yummy! Took us all back to our youth and trips to the Oaks Mall in Gainesville. Tomorrow, the temperature is supposed to be -12, and that doesn't include wind-chill. Yipes!