Packing up from the water park. No naps, up to early, water park at 8:00am, on overdrive, refusing to eat lunch. We head to the Arcade while Seriously Daddy shoves a months worth of gear into his company car (hey, do you want to pay for gas in our SUV?) Hit the highway, Pink Floyd playing softly in the background. Silently high fiving each other thinking they are going to sleep like the dead until it's time for a potty break.
Not a chance in hell.
Pink Floyd cannot compete with that furry little red haired monster, otherwise known as THE DEVIL.
Elmo karaoke. The. Entire. Six. Hours. Home.
We may never be the same again.
...and in the end
11 years ago
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You totally crack me up! We've been there. 3 1/2 hours of the Wiggles! Hot Potato. I feel you sister!
I would rather listen to a screaming toddler than Elmo for the six hours. I guess you're nicer than me to not force the kids' hands.
You can get an MP3 player for about $25 at Wal-Mart. I got one for my son on his 6th birthday, and I have to say, it's much more peaceful around here.
Oh - Small Town City Girl stole my thunder a little bit. I'd take Elmo over the Wiggles any day. the Wiggles are pawns of Satan, I think.
Oooh, I don't know. That creepy high pitched voice of Elmo's almost burns my eyeballs out... Too bad drinking and driving is not really all that kosher. It would be a great solution!
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