The beach was totally double rainbow

Yes, he's been at it again.

Josh has been you-tube-ing.
And now none of us can stop singing the dang double rainbow song.

Have you heard of this nonsense? Some guy posts a video of himself on you-tube filming a big rainbow.
A double rainbow, no less.
He is so excited about the rainbow that it sounds like he's...
well...
um...
how do I put it?...

Let's just say he's really, really excited about the rainbow.
Moved to tears, no less.

Then some other crafty online folks take his video, synthesize his voice, and make a "Double Rainbow Song" out of it.

Don't listen. It's from the devil. It will get stuck in your head.
But I'll link you there anyway, just because I've given you fair warning.

Here is the original video.
And the song.

But don't do it.

Because as soon as you get it out of your head, your husband will manage to put it right back there. Like this e-mail I just got from him.

...

Also, Our Disney trip is now during {yadda yadda I never know what is sensitive 

info}, but {whosie whatsie} is fine with us taking the leave.  Double rainbow 

all the way!

...

And now it's back in my head again. He's so sneaky.
So I'm just going to embrace it.


We went to the beach on Saturday.
It was totally double rainbow.
All the way.

Well except for when I annoyed Josh by failing to realize that we had no gas in the van.
Down side: We had to stop for gas, delaying us a bit.
Up side: I got out of pumping gas. It's hot around here.

My hero:

But after that, the day was totally double rainbow.

The kids had a blast.

It was Derek's first trip to the ocean and he's still talking about the "big waves."

And Alex? Well it took everything I could do to pull her away from the water just to force her to take drinks now and then or get some more sunscreen.
She was in heaven.

And because I am constantly harassed for not being in any pictures, I will go ahead and post this.

But only after adding a lovely white heart to the picture, because you could see a little too much cleavage from that angle.
And not the good kind of cleavage either.
The kind that needs a more supportive bathing suit top and has been abused by 26 months of breastfeeding.
That kind.

You're welcome for the heart.


Hope your Monday is DR...all the way!