Flying Boobies!

Going places with Shaun is always fun because he’s just as weird as I am.
It was at the auction this weekend that I realized that he might be weirder.

I’m a moron. I forgot to put the memory card back in The Bohemoth, but Shaun being the photograph geek in training, remembered to bring Matty.

I’m not going to spoil his blog fodder by posting all the random ass shit he took pictures of, but be warned–It’s just as bad…if not worse…than the day at the Sacramento Zoo.

Mr C (Shaun’s Dad) was groaning everytime Shaun pulled out the camera, but by the end of the trip he was saying, “Did you get that? Did you see that?” I think Mr.C is finally getting use to his son being a total weirdo.

I got the girls bags for the trip to Disneyland. 10 bucks each and very stylish. They have LIPS on them!!
My girls will look like Rolling Stone’s groupies!

Walking from vendor to vendor I realized something VERY important. I AM OUT OF SHAPE! There is no way I’m going to survive in Disneyland. They will find me passed out behind Toon Town or in a boat in Small World!

So I went to Kohl’s and bought some walking shoes…and a new camera bag…and some more peeps. Shut up, they are for Scotty!

I’ve gotta go, my adorable 8 year old daughter has a white garbage back out and is reading the experation date on boxes of cereal.
“Mom, there are 17 boxes in here that need to be thrown away!”

Oh crap, she’s now on bag TWO!

I’m a horrible parent!