The Girl was in the Push'em-Pull'em Parade for the second year. This time she didn't like all the noise and mass of humanity (I swear there were several thousand people there, NO LIE). She covered her ears for a while then decided near the end of the route that crying on Mommy's shoulder was the way to go. Happy 4th of July.
Grace has found yet another way to manipulate me, err, I mean be sweet to me. She says, "I LOVE eww." Dear lord help us, she is so damn cute. But she tells all the neighbors she loves them as well. WTF? I'm the one that shot her from my loins.
We are headed to Long Beach tomorrow for Kid's Day (V will remember it). In conjunction with the Catalina Ski Race, a local boating group hosts hundreds of special-needs kids for boat rides and lunch. Gregg spends the day hoisting kids out of wheelchairs and into boats. The Girl and I will be smiley-types and make new friends. Hopefully our buddy Trey will be there.
Is today over yet? Grace is still teething 2-year molars. Peace out. PLEASE.