Yesterday morning, Graham, Sadie and I boarded a Southwest beauty at 7:00 a.m. for a visit to their Grandaddy's house in Scottsdale, Arizona. Everytime I say that out loud, I think, "I got me some baby grub, baby wipes, diapers, them disposable kind. I also got a package of balloons." "They blow up into funny shapes and all?" "No, just circular." HAHAHAHAHA! Quick, name that movie.
I've never seen two children more excited about a Sprite and honey roasted peanuts in my life. Please remind me of their penchant for these things when it comes time to do a little Christmas shopping this year. As a matter of fact, I may just stick a few packs in my purse on our way back and call it done.
Dallas has exactly 6.8 days of Spring each year and there are actually days where you might need to throw a sweater on for about half the day so as I was packing, I kept thinking I needed to make sure I brought some sweaters/jackets for the kids.
We got off the plane and it was 100 degrees. I think my mascara melted off.
But, you know, it's a 'dry heat', kind of like fire, so we're all good.
Actually, we're having a great time. The kids have been swimming for fifteen hours straight. They ate dinner in the pool, brushed their teeth in the pool, and finally fell asleep in the pool. Not really but they did basically pass out at 7:30 last night.
This morning, they were up at 6:30 swimming in the pool. The great thing is, there's absolutely no need for bathing with this much chlorine. Can I get an Amen?