HMHunters
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Sorry to hijack this thread (again) but I LOVE THIS!! It is me. In the mornings. Just ask my kids!UtahMama said:ME:
Now back to the TR - this brings me back to all the trips I've made with the outlaws over the years. It also re-affirms our decision that our only obligation was to eat dinner with the whole group, which allowed my commando family to tour the park as it should be toured - in high gear all the way! I would have gone CRAZY waiting for all the potty breaks and Waldos.
Glad I'm not the only whose family drives her insane! 
I felt like a shepard!
). And still being in bed at 7:25 .. AAAHHHHH 
for your trip .. did you make it to Mexico .. did you have that much needed margarita?
Anyhow, the CS in Mexico was YUM-MMY! But we had a tiny bit of drama. GP orders for himself and grandma. I ordered for everyone else. Apparently I was one kid meal short, so GP had to go order since he had two children in his room. This did not make for a happy GP because he had already started to eat, and we learned on this trip that he does not like to be interrupted when he is eating. I dont know if I mentioned that he is a step-grandpa and never had kids of his own. I think that he is acting pretty selfish, but if you have never had wee ones, I guess you dont know the sacrifices? Anyhow, my thoughts are: hey old man, you are 82, I think you have had plenty of uninterrupted meals, get over it! Well, it turns out that GP needs every second of dining time because he likes to savor his meals. The rest of us get on with the program as there is so much to do. Yet, GP keeps chewing and chewing and chewing. And we are waiting and waiting and waiting. And waiting children get bored, and bored children, especially attention deprived children, take these opportunities to display deviant behaviors. 
I believe I read about this next scene over on the Guests behaving badly thread. If you witnessed this event and are traumatized, I sincerely apologize. First off, Whiner starts throwing his food on the ground for the birds. Im pretty sure there is a sign that says not to feed the birds. I am looking around to find the sign (because if I just mention it, I will be labeled as the mean aunt), and before I know it, Whiner has gotten up and is chasing after the birds flapping his arms and squawking at them. Of course, his sister and my children follow suit, so now there are five children running around possessed with mad cow disease, flapping their arms and squawking very loudly. I have never been so embarrassed in my life! 
Oh yeah, I need to tell about another one of Whiners antics
one that I am still trying to break my children of! 
