We laugh in the face of warm, sandy beaches.
We think tan lines are for the birds.
We think seaside cocktails are WAY over-rated.
We think convertible rides, kayaking, and parasailing are nothing compared to this motorcycle ride.
We don't need a "break" from work or reality....we long for more actually.
We didn't have too much of Iowa snow this winter....we wanted it as much as girl wants a new pair of shoes.
Fresh crab legs and lobster???? Nah, it's not for us. Not for this family.
Who needs sandcastles and seashell hunts and fresh air?
Not us. Not when you have Chuckie Diseases....and two little boys who thought they had died and gone to heaven. You see, their mama despises Chuckie Diseases. She feels dirty when she goes there. Like she has germs all over her skin. She thinks it's about over-priced pizza and fights for tokens. Tokens that buy you ONE tootsie roll. For 16 tickets. She vowed that she would never take them. She told them they would have to ask Aunt Ali or Aunt Kelly or Aunt Heather because sorry, kiddos, mama aint buyin' the hype. Where a kid can be a kid....my ass.
But, they were right. My kids were kids. They loved it. Daddy took his lunch break to be with us. It ALMOST felt like Florida....maybe next year!
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