It was our last summer hurrah.  And I proposed something politically incorrect, even sexist!   My husband proposed going to Yankee Stadium with our grandson and son-in-law.  I looked at my daughter and granddaughter.  What were we- chopped liver?  I ordered tickets to the Gazillion Bubble Show and we had a girls day.  My granddaughter was picked to go onstage and since she believes she is Elsa, she had no problem pretending that the stage was a winter setting and the the bubbles were snow.

And what kind of girls day does not end with a little shopping spree?