Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.



The museum trip Monday was fun, even if Stinkerbelle finally collapsed into a fit on the floor before the day was over. She was SOOO tired. She had all the fun she could stand.

For whatever reason, Stinkerbelle was enamored by the ants eating the dead bugs, carrots and apple slices.

To say she was loving it may be an understatement. Oh yeah, we painted our faces, too. Yippee.

Hot Rod wanted some football stuff on him. So, he did the black under his eyes and asked for a football. I am not a gifted face painter.

He liked it, so that's what mattered. We did bubbles, too.

We bought some groceries.

We drove home with Granny.

And, one of us *not naming names, but it wasn't me, Granny or Hot Rod* pitched a fit when it was time to leave.

She promptly crashed as soon as we were on the Interstate. Was a nice excursion, though. I love my museum pass. I need to get another one next year, too. Good investment for $250. If only we lived closer.


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