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
13 years ago
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