Eric's obsession with The North Face is now being passed on to Ethan. Not that Ethan is obsessed or has any clue what his sweatshirt says, but give it time. Soon, I fully expect Ethan to give me the same look Eric gives me when I "accidentally" put something made by, heaven forbid, Columbia or some other outdoor retailer into my shopping cart at REI. Today I bought Ethan a new winter coat at REI because he outgrew his that he's worn for the past two winters (yes it is officially fall here - 49 degrees as I type, I had to run the heater the other night) and I'm sure deep down Eric was disappointed I didn't get a North Face one. The first thing he asked me is if I got him a puffy coat. No, I did not. We're only going to be living in this frozen tundra another - 247 days, 4 hours and 27 mintues - thank you widget - so why on earth would he need an expensive puffy coat? Eric and his jackets, oh and shoes, and cell phones, and computers, the list goes on and on.