I was immediately stricken with fear as the realization that I might never leave this place took hold of me. At least without having to buy something for my nephew. I turned to my fiance and said, " This might have been a bad idea."
A pattern emerged as the day progressed. I would notice something, drop whatever I was doing and run over to whatever entranced me, usually saying, "Look at this! Come here." Then my nephew would say, "Wow!"
By the end of the day my fiance was babysitting two kids. What can I say? Boys never grow up.
Below is Exhibit A