We said goodbye to Michelle and the girls yesterday morning. I think we always need to take friends on vacation. They had such fun together. And it certainly kept down the usual arguing. Whining. Gnashing of teeth. Because the moment the friends left, boredom descended upon us. They just wanted to watch tv. Argue. Whine. And they even had the nerve to complain.
And then. Madalyn had a ureka moment. She said that what would make her happy. Make her life complete. Put a twinkle in her eye would be to jump in the pool in her pajamas. Yes, in her pajamas.
I really didn't think it would be a big deal. And if it would pull her out of the grumpies...why not?
So...down to the pool we went. And in she jumped. Hannah Montana nightgown and all.She declared it the most fun. Evah.
Katie did not want to be left out of this festivale of "most fun evah," so she jumped, too.
(See how her cannonball is improving?)
And then they did it again.And together.And then I had to put the camera away. The pajamas were confining. Because apparently your daughters are exhibitionists. Or nudists. Or something. And they loudly declared - to everyone who might innocently be walking by - how free their boobies now felt. (Were you aware that they were shackeled before?) And I just can't repeat what they said about their nether regions. Loudly. Because your girls don't know how to whisper.
I think I was just the vessel. Because my girls wouldn't do such a thing. Or revel in it. Stop laughing.
Wish you were here!