Interesting juxtoposition: girl in short-shorts standing next to an Amish couple in line.
Ok, I LOVE this!App of the day: Weather Channel.
With which to assess pool visiting potential. I can get see an hourly forecast as well as view a current radar map. My AccuV forecasts are hotter than ever.
Gas and Disney DO go together. Throw constipation into that mix and you've nailed my vacation.
Which makes for a pretty funny story. I Twittered this, but didnt provide the back story. Leo likes to know whats happening in his world, so I make a concerted effort to explain whats going to happen and in what order. After several repetitions of well stop for gas and then go to Disney, Leo whips out with: So gas and Disney, right Mommy? Gas and Disney, gas and Disney, Gas and Disney
The sun was shining and Leo was anxious to get to the pool, but I, the Mean Momma, made him eat lunch first. I have to say, I always enjoy meals at the CBR food court. Its not fancy, but its consistently offered good quality and service. No let-downs this time I enjoyed my chicken Caesar salad and Leo liked whatever it was he had. Seriously Ive lost track of what he ate when. We all know the choices: hot dogs, pizza, nuggets, burger. Just assume one of those for each meal.
With Leo already out of sight and potentially coming down the slide at any moment, I couldnt leave, so I began treading water.
And I treaded.
And I treaded.
And I treaded.
Still no Leo and I was tiring quickly!
HE DID IT!!!
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My baby boy finally made it down a big, scary water slide and swam out without drowning! It was a happy day for us both.
Next: Is that thunder? Must be dinner time.