Worst Part of the Day - You know those little monster-like kiddos who grab presents and don't listen to their parents and are more interested in getting, getting, getting and who scream and yell and cry and annoy? That was Wes. It was positively embarrassing and you could just FEEL everyone thinking "man, that's not how I would do it." Erik and I are just... about... done. Hard to enjoy any part of Christmas with this going on. I guess I just thought we would get some much needed help and a little break after driving 12 hours to get there - but that did not so much happen. Wes has smelled blood in the water and now is completely acting like a terrorist. Hardcore.
Best Part of the Day - Got the kiddos to the beach and then playground. After a ride on the double helix (this ride on, twisty deal at the playground), Sista Sarah perked up and was a HUGE help with the kiddos. Nice to have a meal with everyone this evening.
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