Metal Meredith

Tonight, Vivienne’s bed after looking at the book about dinosaurs and fossils and palaeontologists:

Vivienne: When I grow up, I am going to be a Scientist of Everything.

Phil: Really?

Vivienne: Yep, because I know so much.

Help me. Please.

If you know me at all, you know that I am not a fan of the outdoors. I do not enjoy heat or glaring sun or humidity. I am not fan of the ocean or the sand it sits upon. Now that I sound like the most boring person on the planet, you will understand why my husband decided to take Vivienne on a weekend beach vacation this year. (Add in the Henry factor and I would be downright miserable. There is a very good chance that he will be as annoyed with heat and sun as I am.)

Last Thursday, the Dynamic Duo set out on a 4 hours drive to Nags Head, NC to stay with some friends. They stayed 2 full days and 2 full nights. Vivienne had a blast. She swam in the ocean, in the pool, played mini-golf, went on a fishing pier, played skee-ball (in the middle of the night!! - 9 P.M.), ate lots of ice cream and hot dogs, played in the sand, watched fireworks and trick kites, and didn’t miss me one bit.

In fact, when I asked her if she was ready to come home, she said “Not really.” When I told her Henry missed her and wanted someone to play with, she answered “Maybe you should call someone over for a playdate?” And when I told her I missed her and wanted to hug her, she reluctantly said o.k. and agreed to come home with Phil. Somehow, my mommy-addicted little girl that wouldn’t leave my side more than a month ago was nowhere to be found when sand and water are present. 

She gave me this picture this morning:

It is Barack Obama, a Unicorn and some birds above. Notice the flower? He is picking them. She watched Phil and I throroughly enjoy the JibJab cartoon about voting in this election and I suppose she enjoyed it, too. What 5 year old girl doesn’t like unicorns? Too bad she can’t vote!