A week and a day ago, we were doing this:
We'd been doing lots of that.
Lots and lots.
Like, 2800 miles worth of that.
But who's counting?
There had been a few battles between Ducky and the Army man.
And a few thousand pictures colored.
Before we finally saw this:
And then there were a lot of these (boxes, not Pat the Bunny's. There is only one Pat the Bunny. And for that we give thanks.)
And a little bit of handiwork by the menfolk.
And since we got all the boxes unloaded, and PtB was in town, Josh and I decided that we would take a break from being grown-ups and go have some fun.
So we went to Busch Gardens in Virgina.
This is Josh having fun:
If you look closely, you'll see he's waving.
When Josh goes on roller coasters, he thoroughly enjoys himself.
When I go on roller coasters, I think about whether I will survive. And how I managed to get talked into hurtling my body through the air just for the thrill of it. And whether or not I'll need the plastic bag that I make Josh carry in his pocket just in case.
(I've never needed it, but I like to be prepared.)
This next picture makes me laugh.
I'm too cheap to actually buy the photos they take while you're on the ride, but I did take a picture of a picture.
Here is my 31-year-old husband. He is a fighter pilot. The government has invested somewhere around 20 million dollars in his training. He's the smartest person I know.
And yet, it's the little things that delight him.
Check him out in the bottom part of the picture. He's the guy in the blue shirt, with the huge smile on his face and his arms in the air, as the small children surrounding him cower in fear.
Go ahead and click on it to make it bigger. It's worth it.
I think he was yelling "Faster!"
Then he did this.
And don't ask me why my left trapezius muscle seems to be at odds with the right side. I think it was just because I was recoiling in disgust from the snake.
Or it might be that new exercise program I started in which you only work out half of your body. It's much speedier than doing both sides. But it leaves me feeling a bit...uneven.
Let us pause for a moment of silence regarding the best part of a day in a theme park: