Mysterious

So I try to prepare the girls for the day by telling them we are going to the store this morning. (Perhaps it is for my own mental preparation as much as it is for theirs.) Anyway...crab, crab, cry, cry, "we don't want to get dressed!" and a few minutes later I change my mind and decide to go to the store later on when the daddy is home. About 45 minutes later I tell them that we are not going to the store, and they cry about that. I just can't win.