One of my fears these days is my four-year old getting too old for her age. She advances too fast that it gets me worried. She talks like an adult, has a temper like a truck driver (Haha!) and disciplines her younger daughter more effective than her Mom and Dad combined.
Yesterday afternoon, my godmother decided to go to the mall to do her last "holiday" shopping for 2011. Since she was taking our car, I decided that it will be fun to go out before the school and work starts. So we started with some grocery shopping for Pot's school snacks, went to a toy store (as per the bratinellas' requests) and then to the department store to get my Godmother's stuff.

