We had the pleasure of having my sister, and her two daughters visit us a couple of weeks ago. They had never met the Luke-enator except through Skype. As a surprise, after I picked them up at the airport, I whisked them away to the Mall of America for their first and only (non baseball) outing during their week long stay. Record setting heat and a government shutdown kinda put a damper on our plans. As I've stated before, I'm not a big MOA fan but for my nieces I absolutely made an exception. I made lunch reservations at the American Girl Store. Pink was in abundance. Luke was screaming as we entered the store and headed for the escalator. Just as we were rounding the corner there was a Dad looking very "enthusiastic" either from the amount of estrogen or the money flying out of his wallet. Anyway, he looks at Luke, hears his screaming and says, "I feel your pain, man." Seriously, I can't make this stuff up. You cou...