Holiday Moments!

(Welcome back to the living, Professor! I missed you.)

So how about this oppressive heat wave? Fun times.

Morgan tried to play outside Monday morning, but came in after a few minutes declaring, "The flies and the hot are annoying me."

She walked through the kitchen with what has lately become the ever-present Camp Rock tote of all her worldly goods (beluga; pooh bear blanket; library book I thought we lost so I paid for it, only to find it under the stove when we moved it to bring in the refrigerator; etc.).

Scott responded, "Carrying that bag around would annoy me."

To which Morgan's instant reply was, "You talking about my bag annoys me."

If she hadn't said it in a tone of utter innocence, she probably would have been in trouble, but as it was, we burst out laughing.

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Morgan has graduated from the carnival kiddie rides! I think she was a little skeptical at first, so we started out on the Scrambler. I don't think I've ever heard anyone laugh for that long since Denise and I thought it would be good exercise to play racquetball together.

She asked me who I went on rides with when I was younger. Oh Aunt Tina, you will have to meet us at the fair and do the Himalayas and Flying Bobsleds with us!

Now I can't wait to take her to Cedar Point and show her the big dogs. Circle rides are for weenies! Bring on the roller coasters!

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And for those of you wondering...yes, we caught the Jaws marathon on Encore. Even though we own all of them, it was just fascinating to turn the TV on at any given time and jump right in!

Bay Days

(Day 1)

I should preface this with the fact that Morgan has been on countdown to Bay Days for at least two weeks. When I pick up the girls from daycare, Morgan's first question is "Do we have to walk there? Driving will be faster and use less energy?"

Yes, we have to walk the two whole blocks to Bay Days. I don't know where she gets this laziness from.

More than the rides, Morgan is very intent to "win" a prize. This is because there is a specific game where you pick a rubber duck out of a baby pool and whatever color that bottom is tells you what level of prize you "win." Basically, Mommy pays $3 each for a prize that probably costs 10 cents each in bulk. But sometimes $3 is worth it.

And another $20 in ride tickets doesn't get you nearly as far. 24 tickets, but each ride is 2 tickets, divided by 2 girls is a whopping 6 rides!

Finish that off with a funnel cake and a bottle of water and Mommy is tapped out. Have to settle in for the free entertainment.

No, this picture was not taken in 1982. To be fair, they had beautiful tenor voices and did a very good job. Well, except for the guy on the left who was barely moving his lips and looked like he was afraid his mom would beat him if he didn't pretend to sing. Mom was running the CD of orchestral accompaniment and introduced each song with a brief origination history. Fun and educational.

Fortunately for the girls, Nana and Papa show up and are suckered into shelling out for more games and rides.