On Tuesday we went over to Sharon and David's house for a "going away" dinner for Papa, Uncle David, Aunt Sharon and Henry. We had taco salad, watched wrestling in the man cave and Michael bonded with Henry.
Today we woke up at 6:30 to prepare for our big day at Universal Studios Islands of Adventure. The shuttle from the hotel left for the park at 8:00 meaning that we had to be downstairs and ready to go at 7:45. At 7:30 we realized that we had to book our spot on the shuttle the night before. Oops. For two people with jobs requiring close attention to detail we completely fall apart in our personal life. Fortunately we were able to purchase a ticket and catch the 8:00 shuttle anyway. The shuttle ride was interesting; we ended up sitting behind a young couple that could have left about 90% of their PDA in their hotel room and it still would have been too much for my taste. When we got to the park we noticed our ticket required that we show I.D. Well, I didn't bring my purse with me. Oops. After reading and rereading the fine print, we lawyerly types figured out an interpretation that would allow me to get into the park without producing photo i.d. We geared up for the fight
Wednesday night I got a strange phone call from Michael; he asked if I could get an ice pack and a couple ibuprofen ready for him. Check it out . . . He went to the doctor Thursday morning and came home with a boot, a pressure sock and a pair of crutches. Looks like he will be out of commission for approximately two months.
Yesterday we took the boys to Ghouls at Grassmere. Day started out pretty traumatic for Sam. He wanted to go out and play. He started to notice that there were several little worms on the porch. He was terrified that the worms were going to get him so he sat in the porch swing with me for almost an hour. Finn spent his time finding worms and then stepping on them. Michael doesn't like for Finn to kill worms because they aren't hurting anything. I reminded Finn of this fact and told him not to kill any more worms. After a few minutes I start to hear more crunching. I decide to take a different approach. I told Finn, "Finn - the momma worm is going to be so sad because you killed the baby." He looks at me and said, "don't worry mom - I'm gonna kill the momma too." So much for the guilt trip. After a nap, it was time to start getting ready for the Zoo. We started with the tights. I bought Finn little girl tights to wear under his costume
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