I’m irritated as hell right now. I thought I had taken some really great pictures of our weekend in Palm Springs, but now that I’m editing them, I’m realizing that they’re terrible! And that pisses me off. So does the fact that there isn’t ONE picture of me with my kids. Nor are there any of Gabby in her pretty little Thanksgiving dress. Dammit. Here are the few that I did get.
Ethan is The Coolest Kid and it shows in just about every picture he takes
The entrance to the “resort” we stayed at.
The view from the front entrance of the “resort” condo
My boys showing off the view from the patio of our “resort” condo
Gabby getting a bath in the sink of the “resort” condo because SOMEONE (Hint… “Someone” has a tissue shoved up his nose right now) forgot to pack her bathtub
And yes, she HATED IT
It is a fact that my boys can’t walk by an object without feeling the need to CLIMB ON IT and JUMP OFF OF IT
Did I TELL him to pretend like he was a dog peeing on the fire hydrant because I thought it would be hilarious? Or did he think of it on his own? Give me a break, what kind of a mother would put their kid up to something like that!?