Somehow this theme is popping up into every part of my life. Bring it on! It's too bad it has become so cliche.' So much of the meaning is lost when it teeters over the peak of "cliche'".
Anyway, I was wishing (hurling firey darts at reality) that my nephews and niece were local enough for me to steal away for little outings like the one I had on monday with my little buddies and pinchess (princess) Sadye. We spent an extremely fast 90 minutes at Cabella's. Yet we managed to fit in: screaming, jumping, fish feeding, kid feeding, germ sharing, sleeping bag resting, gun shooting, vandalizing, rushing to bathrooms before accidents, washing hands, cutting people off, sugar eating, piggy backing, bear watching, house (tent)playing, couch jumping, window banging, cart stunts, animal naming, nose picking, cuddling, singing---and nobody got hurt.!
Everytime we would move to a new spot I would yell, "All aboard!" and the three of them would jump on the cart (we did it so much they even had their own designated spots) and I would push them to the new location. We saved ALOT of time and energy with this transporting method. We also came close to running over Chance and decapitating Eli (as he would uncannily lean back right as we were passing a objects that could seriously damage his head)
Seriously, I think I had just as much, if not more fun than my little Rat Pack. I was truly happy and time flew. My glass was definitely half full that day.
