Oh my the car is sparkling after the detailing. Ooooo, it is nice. I may be afraid to let the chillins in...Scarlet was on to my thoughts when she initially saw the car. She said, "Aww, now this will be like your precious comforter--we can't eat near it or throw up on it." Precisely. (Aren't I strict?!)
Also, the car place drove me to the nearby mall while the car was professionally de-grossed for 2 hours. There I had a relaxing mall experience: exchanged all of the needed Xmas gifts, completed my New Year's shopping for the gals, and enjoyed a non-rushed snack at the Food Court.
Note: my mom thought to have one's car detailed was to get little flames painted on it. I guess that is one kind of detailing...
Worst Part of the Day-
Super duper sleepy this evening. To further disrupt, Little Man Liam kept running in and out of his crib thinking he was heeee-larious. Not funny, my friend.
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