The lovely house by the water was perfect. D, little J, and I were the first to arrive. C arrived next, so naturally, we got to work:
Bob Costas, if you are reading, we are true Olympians (of weekend getaway chillaxin’).
And here’s how we medaled (Cue Olympics theme):
M: staying up late in spite of never sleeping.
C: staying in the convo whilst sleeping.
Po: speaking English and yet requiring a translator.
D: as in Dionysus, God of wine, need I say more?
Vanna: bustin’ out the show-tunes (or any other tune for that matter) resulting in much singing and dancing (thanks again to Dionysus, see above).
Bommy: Best. Mexican. Breakfast. Ever.
Me: not leaving a trace of little J’s blood in a rental house upholstered (completely) in white.
Little J: double-gold for seven nosebleeds in two days, and beating all the adults at Candyland. I know. I’m tearing up, too.
Dionysus and Po:
The canoe team:
After finishing the Double-Dipsea:
It was just a few weeks ago but already feels like a dream.