No adoption agencies on my GPS

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So last night R was working late and I took the kids to dinner and father's day shopping. They ended up agreeing on Home Town Buffet, and away we went. Other than Cary wasting food and insisting that Jello was a fruit, and some total stranger telling Dearra not to use so much ketchup, dinner was fairly uneventful. The fun started when we got to the card store. First they wanted to look at everything else but cards. And then they saw the musical cards, and wouldn't focus on anything else. Since R's birthday is coming up, and my nephew's too, I did let them get some birthday cards. But I kept trying to get them to focus on Father's day. Cary kept looking at the musical cards. There were some for Father's day that allow you to record a message. Dearra thought that was stupid, and loudly let us all know. In fact, while Cary played (seems like) every single musical card in the place, Dearra loudly let us know what she thought about pretty much everything. Until one of the women looking at the cards told her she was too loud, and that she couldn't read with all the noise. So Dearra said sorry, and they simmered down a bit. But then she started looking at cards, and had to complain about how all the cards from girls were too girly, and the woman looked at her, told her she could take one of the boy cards and white out "son" and replace it with "daughter". Well we finally escaped the card store with father's day cards for R and my dad, and birthday cards for R and my nephew. And as soon as we got out of there Dearra started. "I hate old people. My gosh, no brain cells if she can't read with a little noise. What is this, a library? And white out part of the card? How cheesy!" All the way down the mall... And meanwhile the twins are pushing each other, and Dearra and Cary are going at it. We walk into a gift shop and Dearra says, "it's all girl stuff". But then we see some wallets, and R does need a wallet. Not enough of a selection though, so we head down to Sears. And that's when they see the escalators. They want to ride up just once. So we go upstairs, see that there's nothing, go back down and locate the wallets. And we pick one out, and while I'm in line they want to go up the escalator one more time. So I say, "fine go up and then down and come right back here." Big mistake. They start going up the down escalator and down the up and just basically goofing around. But before I can go get them, an employee tells them to stop and they come back. Long wait, only one cashier, so Naomi gets tired and wants to sit down. Finally we pay and they're poking each other and pushing each other and getting in each other's faces. Halfway back down the mall, we sit for a bit, and then I go into See's to pick up a box of chocolate. The lady gives me and Dearra a sample, and Cary comes over and tries to poach mine. Dearra snatches it back from him, and gives me a lecture about how I let him have everything he wants. The lady say no problem, and gets another one for him. Back down the rest of the mall to the car, and Cary and Naomi are trying karate moves on each other as we walk. I turn around and Cary's on the ground. He had made the mistake of trying a move on Dearra, and she tossed him to the ground. So all the way to the car they are glaring at each other, and telling each other to jump off a cliff. We get back to the car, and I search the GPS. Nope. No adoption agencies listed. Darn.