For whatever reason, The Wilsons have made venturing to
Gateway Mall a regular activity. A typical trip includes dinner in the food court, a ride on the carousel, and then playtime in the play area.
I used to get "Japanese" (ha!) from
Hibachi San, but lately I've been going for "Chinese" (ha ha!) from
Panda Express. Last night's meal featured fried rice, black pepper chicken, Beijing beef, and kung pao chicken, with a Mountain Dew to wash it down. Mmm, tasty stuff.
Hey, what's this? Great Wraps is back in the food court under new management. None of us ate there last night, but the fact that the employee up front appeared to be having a good time interacting with and serving customers is already a huge improvement on the previous incarnation of the shop.
No trip to the mall is complete without a ride on the carousel. Robbie likes to name his horse each time he rides. Last night his horse was named Corn Dog. I don't know about you, but ...
Corn Dog
scares the crap out of me. Seriously, doesn't that horse look like it has seen the depths of Hell?