It’s impossible.
First lets start with our crib for the weekend–
and because no crib would be complete without the liquids….
we brought the liquids. And the solo cups.
Which then caused many rounds of “Red Solo Cup” to be sung for three days straight.
crybaby.
Let’s look at a typical day shall we? Just say yes. It will make this post run much smoother.
Mornings:
Afternoons:
Evenings:
And late late evenings (Okay so like 9 pm…)
And that my friends, are the ingredients to a perfect day.
Except guess what?
I still have 650 more pictures to show you.
I still have 650 more pictures to show you.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay for addictive personalities.
Here we go.
my conceivers. also known as my parents.
And that’s a wrap friends.
I just spent entirely way too long putting together this post.
Which also makes me think that I just defeated the impossible.
Frick.
So much for that vacation mode I was in at the beginning of this post..
Reality, you have set back in sucker.
Hey—maybe tomorrow I will have something other than pictures to share with you!
Like words or something crazy like that.
Like words or something crazy like that.
Have a good one love monkeys.
