Summer Vaction Photos

A and J went to the zoo the other week. J just noticed how Evil A looks (in fairness, J looks like some sort of disguised cleric on vacation).
















Last weekend we all went to Cape Blanco. A was very brave and climbed up all the see through steps. The volunteers were very professional in their warnings about Not Touching The Optics.


















After the lighthouse...
and pretending that we had No Idea it was there...



















We went to The Prehistoric Gardens !

(Only a little bit older than J, but who's counting?)













And ran around on the paths five times.














The next day we went back to the Cape Blanco beach. The tide was very low and all the treacherous rocks were exposed.


















We found the bones of a large (apparently) mammalian sea creature. Or two.

















With conjecture on their probable connection.

Fathers' Day Remembered

2010-06-20 Sunday

Happy Father's Day!

We went to Dutch Wonderland! Think Enchanted Forest. Think Disney. Think, electric powered, full-motion water cannons and Evil Five Year Olds.

M and J went on a quick coaster ride. It was fast enough that they got smooshed together on the curves, but not so fast that M didn't get sick. It was kind of too fast to be romantic.

M and J reconnected with Aunt M, Cousin D, and A back at the Frog Prince show. This was a diving show, featuring three guys in frog costumes leaping into a deep pool to Renaissance Knight Music. Insert Wicked Magician here, and obligatory splashing of the audience by a frog using the Old King as a target. Luckily, a quick fetal curl around the digital camera saved it.

Then we went to a portion of the park that provided Very Large Water Guns for small children to practice their marksmanship with. This place was an oasis of gushing opportunity for the wicked. While every song ever sung by The Beach Boys played. Loudly. "...Do you love me, do you, surfer girl..." Of course, A loved it; probably because he found another Evil Five Year Old, and they poured water on younger children.

We took many turns down water slides. Along the way out we stopped at various carnival rids. On the carousel, J tried to recapture the romance of the Playland Carousel with M, A insisted that his horse had gone the fastest, and M worked hard to not throw up.

When the day was over, A and Cousin D fell asleep leaning on each other in Aunt M's van (sorry no picture). They woke up twenty minutes later almost fully re-charged.

The evening ended back at Aunt M's, when J suggested that "Snap" would be a less violent card game than "Slapjack." He was wrong.

A was disappointed when we didn't go back to Dutche Wonderland the next day. Or the day after that. Or the day after that.