Parks and pools, it's what we do best.
Fourth of July Fail
Well, we had some car sickness or a very short flu bug, not sure which.
After this puppet show, we went in the Yacht Club restaurant to eat.
Amaryllis tells me she's going to barf, long story short--->
I grab this bowl, dump the mints, and she barfs in it right as we enter the bathroom.
As I'm washing it out, I notice it's not a bowl but a trophy from the 1930s.
Now I ask you--
Would you rather do what I did, or let your kid barf in the middle of a restaurant (a hoity toity restaurant, mind you)???
See, I think you would've done the same so don't wag that finger at me, I didn't know it was a trophy!
More pool fun. We go every afternoon. I'd die without it.
Maybelle is not at the age where you want to be trapped indoors with her.
And if we aren't at the park or pool, we are at the gym.
I got this shirt because, if I could add a print to the back of it, it would say
"I'd rather be at the gym...
...because it's 2 hours of daycare"
Never enough beach!
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