[A bit of a back story for those of you who were not present for the extravaganza:
It all started yesterday when my brother and I (along with our children, respectively) went over to our parents house in order that we may all head together to our local Target store (OH my WORD. If you have never been to Target, you NEED to find one as soon as humanly possible and GO THERE. It is AMAZING) in order to do some shopping for the vacation we'll be embarking upon this coming Monday.]
Dad had already gotten up a little earlier than perhaps he normally would have in order to go with me to take my car in for some routine maintenance
Had some troubles locating his reading glasses while on an important phone call
Our announcement that we would ALL be going on this little shopping trip to target (shopping of COURSE being among his top 10 very favorite things to do... right up there with "go anywhere where there will be a huge crowd, eat green beans, wear a fanny-pack, and have his fingernails pulled out one by one)
Dad was a little grumpy.
So, what do I do when I notice Dad is less than thrilled about this little excursion? Why, I grab my camera to document the trip of course!
Dad made a comment the other day along the lines of:
"Hey everybody look! Emily got a new camera and it is permanently attached to her hand!"
(like that's a bad thing)
I told him that when I'm old I'll have TONS of photos to look back over to remember all the wonderful times I've had throughout life, and he'll be sitting sadly in a chair, begging to look at my pics. As soon as he saw me grab my camera yesterday, his first comment was:
"You're not bringing that thing are you???"
to which I replied...
"Why yes I am Dad! Memories... Memories".
(I think there may have even been a comment along the lines of "well, I suppose this is going on that smelts blogging thing huh?)
SOOO... without further ado, here you go Dad! Photographic documentation of our trip to run errands... sent out to forever float through cyberspace for everyone to see...
(This one was taken immediately after the
"you aren't bringing that thing with you are you?" comment)
Ok... let's do this...
Chris was putting on his best "disinterested" face but
he was secretly pumped about going, I just know it.
seat belts fastened...
Now Dad is driving. Luckily, somehow
I got to ride in the passenger seat...
Getting out of the van getting ready to go into the bank...
Their bank is small and since every body knows everybody,
the tellers all wanted the grand-babies to come in
so they could see how much everyone has grown...
...and pass out bubblegum flavored suckers...
After Dad had temporarily lost the aforementioned pair of reading glasses,
mom put 3 more pairs on her list...
one for Dad's truck,
one to set next to his chair,
and one to keep in mom's purse...
Dad looking optimistic since we are finally in the
check out lane... or rather, the "homestretch"...
Chris jumping in (as usual) to ruin what would have
otherwise been a very cute pic of the girls...
(Isabel is still smiling but notice Sophie's look of disgust in the background)
So there you go Dad... wasn't that exciting!??... and that was just a trip to run a few errands... just think about what it will be like next week when we are together for 6 days straight! :)