You often hear the phrase “I need a vacation from my vacation.”
I try not to use cliches, but after just a few days at the beach, I need a vacation from my vacation.
Unfortunately, I have a kid. So I’ll never get one.
I taught my son to say “smash!” like the Hulk. It’s awesome.
So on the Fourth I took him to the pool to try and show him the difference between The Hulk and Aquaman. One yells and smashes, the other doesn’t do much but swim and splash.
Here are the results:
It was a lot of fun but I don’t know if it worked. There was just no way he could say “smash!” while laughing so hard.
Hope you had a great Independence Day!
This Fourth of July, MomandBuried and I are faced with a bit of a dilemma. The same one we are faced with everyday, really.
We want to celebrate our country’s birth in style by getting drunk out of our minds.
But we have a kid.
This holiday weekend marks the beginning of the summer season. Everyone agrees that summer is fun, right? Of course, when you have a toddler, summer isn’t quite the same as it used to be.
Going to the pool is fraught with danger. Visiting a beach is a logistical nightmare. And you find yourself filling your summer with all manner of activities no self-respecting single, childless person would ever be caught dead participating in.
But life is full of compromises, and as a parent, making sacrifices is just part of the job description. So in advance of the weekend, and maybe to make yourself feel better about whatever you have planned, here’s a list a things I’ll be doing, almost none of which would happen if God were just.