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Too much like me:
My oldest(Number 1) is a total mini-me. He always has been. We're finding out more and more each day just how much like me he is.
We've been out at my sister and brother in laws in California for the past week and yesterday was our planned trip to Lake Tahoe. I'm not much of a fan of nature, blasphemy I know. I am also terribly afraid of heights(not to mention chickens but that's another story for another time).
Just ask my family and they'll tell you how I NEVER left the condo on the years we'd vacation in the various mountain locations that we did. I grew up in the middle of nowhere so I really didn't see how being in the middle of nowhere somewhere else was a change of pace...
Anyway, back to the story that I started 3 paragraphs ago. Number 1 and I spent the most of our journey with our heads in our hands trying not to yak up what little breakfast we ate(for me that would have been a whole cup of coffee). Neither one of us wanting to open our eyes because we'd been warned of the views coming over the mountains(beautiful I'm sure, if it doesn't make you feel like the ground is falling from below your feet and you're going to drop to your death).
That's just one new way that number one is following in my footsteps.
No milk at McDonald's...WTF!!! Since when does McDonalds NOT have milk? Apparently nobody in Lake Tahoe has children...or prefers a healthy beverage...
To top it off, the day started with Number 2(had to sneak him in there somewhere) spilling red tempera paint all over my sister and brother in law's carpet. And then when I went to get him out of the closet(2 tattle tales are better than 1) he knocked my coffee(which is why I only had one cup today) and I had to clean up that spill from the carpet as well.
And that ladies and gents, is my random nonsense for this week...
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I love randomness - if you haven't already guessed. :)
beautiful I'm sure, if it doesn't make you feel like the ground is falling from below your feet and you're going to drop to your death
I hear ya! That's what photos taken by other people are for.
Why was #2 in the closet?...Did I miss that part?
Happy FF!
Ooooh. Tempera and coffee?! Awesome combo! Swirl then around a little and you've got a caffeinated art medium that's safe and fun for the whole family!
@Isabella- Number 2 was in the closet because he knew he was in trouble LOL(I'm sure he was looking for more trouble as well...)
@ShankRabbit- Believe it or not we got all but 2 small spots out of the carpet, his clothes on the other hand...
Are we related? LOL
I'm afraid of heights too, but I will sneak a peak just to capture the beauty...
It's beautiful in the bay area today...Come on down Jason
I love the mountains. It's probably because I grew up in a place so flat that you could see hundreds of miles. The mountains are amazing to us flatlanders.
I can do mountains - it's the bridges that get me.
Perhaps that has something to do with my Dad telling me the other side had fallen off as we drove across them (them being the huge bridges between Jersey, Philly, and NY). Don't even get me started about the Chesapeake Bay Bridge/Tunnel. *shudders*
I live for being random!
Ahhh, the joys. Somethings are just genetic.
BTW, It cracks me up how you call your 2nd born #2. How about 'duece' before he learns to read.
i want to hear the chicken story. scared of chickens huh? nothing like nice red paint on a carpet.
i don't like heights either, but my hubs and i got married in tahoe. what i hate is how fast he drives on the winding roads. ugh. i always feel like i'm gonna toss my cookies. i don't think my girls are afraid of heights the way i am, they go on roller coasters and things like that. i'm sorry, but i like to keep my feet planted firmly on the ground lol
LMAO! You, my friend were born to blog. I was laughing the whole time. I can just picture the paint and coffee and one pissed off dad. What's up with the chickens? Do tell...
Cool post. Don't you love little mini me? My son and youngest daughter are like me and my wife is not to fond of it. LOL. Thank goodness my 13 yrs old is more mature and is more like my wife. There is still hope for her. LOL
Milk at McDonalds? How un-Kosher of you...
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