Basically, that translated is, what a hell of a day. It involved much screaming and gnashing of teeth on both sides. But rough days don't last, and with a toddler it can turn on a dime sometimes, so we had a nice end to a crappy day. And I got to buy a swimsuit coverup. Doesn't that make up for it?
For your viewing pleasure, here's what I was doing 18 years ago around this time... Do you like my bowl cut? Or my little brother's "mini-gentleman" pose?
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