This is a public apology for Cristian, dragging you all around the mall, to nearly every store and to some stores more than once, to find a shirt to match a new skirt.
He was a good sport. Never said anything about boredom, and commented on certain items if they tickled his fancy.
We poked fun at each other, had some brief moments of people watching, and a small session of secret telling.
For letting me drag him around, I was going to get him some Farr's at the conclusion of our endeavor, but chivalry runs strong through this boy's veins, so I was denied. Several times.
He was great about it all, and at time I think he had some fun, but he has much too much testosterone to thoroughly enjoy an outing like this. It's fine though. We like him that way.
Thanks Cris.
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