It was a hot Saturday afternoon. I can remember because my youngest son, Jeb was watching his favorite Spiderman cartoon in his underwear with his face glued to the TV eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes. My wife was still asleep in bed and I had just gotten up to begin the daily task of creating breakfast. I am a "creative" cook and like to experiment a lot in the kitchen.Well, my daughter comes into the kitchen; and i can already tell she has a plan for the day, because she has the calculating look in her eyes and intelligent glare that make you realize the wheels are turning real hard in there. "Dad?", she begins. "Yes dear?", I reply. "Can we go the mall today?", she asks in the wonderful inquisitive tone. "What do you need, darling?", I ask. And I kid you not, in the most simplest voice she answers, "Girls clothes." "What?", I said. "Yeah, all the girls at school say I dress like a boy with jeans and shirts; and they make fun of me.", she answer earnestly.Ok, this threw me for a loop, as the expression goes. I certainly don't want my girl dressing like a you?"Yes, dear, we can go to the mall to buy you some clothes."Boy, I didn't know what I was getting myself into when I made that statement! I should've woke up my wife and prepared her for the shopping trip; but instead, I promised my little girl I would take her to the mall to buy some "girl" clothes.The rest of the morning went normal usual. I instructed my son to put some clothes on, join us at the table for breakfast. My wife woke up and had her coffee with her eggs and whole-grain toast. Then grabbed the keys and told my daughter it was time to go the mall.Now, I HATE going to the mall, don't you? There are crowds, tired customer service people and lots and lots of useless stuff...I mean, who needs all that stuff anyway? Life should be a lot more simple, right? Clothes, food, shelter, family, love, and NO STUFF! Oh, well, to each their own.So, we get to the mall parking lot; and you know what is coming next right? Yes, the never-ending search for the perfect parking place. Well, we drive, and drive, and drive some more...I mean, I must have spent more gas in the parking lot than the whole drive over to the mall!It is so hot outside, I feel like I am getting a sun-burn walking to the mall entrance. Ever felt that way?So here we are, Dillards, or JCPennys, I don't even remember what store it was..forget about browsing at ties or some jeans; no we head straight for the "girls clothes". For more info visit buy here pay here car lots in    There are little skirts, little pants, little shirts, and things I would let my daughter wear if you paid me $1,000,000! I love being with my daughter! I just hate shopping at the mall.Then there are the shoes, the socks, the leggings, the sport outfits, the name it. My pastor at church this weekend said we have TOO MANY choice in this world...and he WAS RIGHT!Conclusion:I'll stop boring you with my story; but here is what we can learn from this experience:1. Shop online. You can cover much more ground and compare prices from 100's of stores without leaving the air conditioner. Returns and refunds have never been a problem for me with online stores.2. Buy in bulk online. There are wholesale and closeout stores online that are just not available at the mall. You can save a ton of money. And, if you want to make some extra money, you can resell the items you buy wholesale and pass on the savings to your customers while making a nice profit.3. Last, but not least, have fun! Your daughter is only going invite you shopping for a short period of her life. When she gets older, she have her own money, her own car, and her own computer. Enjoy the time you have with your daughter, while she still wants to hang out with you!God Bless from Lubbock, Texas!Click this link