And what I'm really too embarrassed to admit publicly is that I actually tried to talk my family into camping out one night before we checked into Big Cedar on Friday.
What was I smoking?
It is hotter than Hades in Arkansas right now, y'all, and Missouri is not a whole lot better. It passed tolerable about a month ago.
The past three times we've traveled, I have forgotten some essential component necessary for the Baby Bears to
They were quick to forgive because they understand all too well that their Mama is probably the most scatter-brained Mama west of the Mississippi.
Anyway, Hubs and the Cubs were all too eager to talk me out of my hair-brained camping notion, and so were understandably thrilled when I announced last week after watching the local weatherman forecast 100+ temperatures that maybe camping out in a tent wasn't the brightest idea after all.
So, we spent Thursday night in the sanctity of our own beds and air conditioning and took off early Friday morning to experience three full days of humidity-induced madness.
My brother and his sweet little family joined us there, and my sister-in-law and I competed with each other to see who could slather the most sunscreen on our offspring the fastest. I really wanted to share some pictures of the Sweat-Fest, but, alas, in my obsession to make certain that we had a functional DVD player (and movies) for the trip, the camera didn't make it along.
When did I get so middle aged and forgetful??
1 comment:
You forgot your camera!?!?!?!
Has Jeff ever looked at you and asked."Where's my wife?" because im pretty sure it's some kind of invasion of the body snatchers ;)
Hope there was some fun among all that heat!!!
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