“Clara, this entire store is full of toys. Do you remember when we came here before?”

I had a girl hanging from both of my arms as we raced across the parking lot towards the Toys’R’Us.

“Of course I remember Dad.” she said. “And you know what…” she suddenly stopped in the middle of the lane and I turned to see her pointing at her legs. “Last time I was here, I was wearing the same pants.”

I looked down at her polka-dotted capris then back up at her expectant face. “Clara. That was three months ago. Have you at least changed them since then?”

She rolled her eyes and helped her sister drag me into the store.