The blither blather crew took to the road this past week so lil brother could vacay at a kidtastic water park while big kid was otherwise engaged in a Key West camping expedition. So Mr B and I made a pact: I wouldn't be a nagatha if he wouldn't be a grouch-a-potamus. And we pretty much hit the skids on that deal before passing our own mailbox. Anyhoo...!!! The important thing is that lil brother had a FAB time on all the slides, rides, rope courses, arcade games, etc. We even ordered room service for him one night and took him to the Ripley's aquarium the next day. And he didn't stop chattering the whole time. He even talked in his sleep! Although we certainly missed our big kid, it was fun to be elbow deep in 9 year old fun. On the last night, lil brother says to me, "You've got a disease!" And I cock my eyebrow at him, laser eye warming up... And he gives me a toothy grin, "It's called pretty-osis!" And for that alone, he got to stay up 30 more minutes, be the boss of the remote, and eat more Oreos under the covers with me!!!
But folks, just to keep it real: there's no place like home. Even if that includes 9 loads of laundry after the fact.
Hope you're having your own fun family adventures and keeping it REAL as you roll!!!
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