New Traditions

It's 5:30 a.m. We've already hit Kohl's, which was such a madhouse, my mom and I left without buying a thing. Now, we're standing in the mall parking lot outside of Sears. We have seven hours of shopping ahead of us. My dad stayed in the car for the first stop. Before heading inside, he innocently asks, "What are we going to do in there?"
I was afraid to tell him the truth. But he was a trooper.