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How We Roll

So this picture probably wins for best picture of the month. In part because she got in trouble, but I told her not to move so I could get the camera. When it was sunscreen not in the tub, I actually reacted and was frustrated. But since this was cheap shampoo in the tub, I figured it was worth the cute photo. She just happened to match for once so it was a little disappointing to have a wardrobe change so soon in the day. But that is how we roll. 

I saw a thing on Facebook that gave captions to why their children were so upset. Here is mine for this one: "Her cousin didn't want to wear her mask too"


She enjoys the water park (I hear her voice when it comes to certain words or phrases every time that word is spoken. Water park with a hick accent is one of those words). Sometimes she insists on wearing that $1 store hat. I was trying to convince her to leave without throwing a tantrum by distracting her with the seagulls. As long as we tell everything goodbye, she is usually okay. 


We went to go see an Winston-Salem friend who was staying with her in-laws for a quick stop in. I do appreciate that people come to visit UT. But sometimes I wish the cool people would stay.


We don't usually eat out, but when we do, we spend a weeks worth of groceries in one evening. I did enjoy my teriyaki burger. For the first time, we paid $5 for a kids meal. But Lexi did like those chicken fingers. And Mr Smith got a monster milkshake that both of us loved, but had to ask if it was really a monster - very deceiving word choice. That's what I expected from a regular size, not even a large. It's American for heavens sake. Give me monster!


And the worst news among the "How We Roll" is viewable in this photo below. You think it's cute, but it's only become a habit because we have a king bed and we don't like getting out of bed 2-3 times a night, which is what she has required of us this last month! This is why you can't brag about your children sleeping awesome, because then they start pulling crap like this. So I don't know what her issue is, but this mama is about to go off her rocker. Plus, it's creepy to have someone breathing in your face in the middle of the night appearing from seemingly no where asking to get in your bed. And then you wake up with a knee to the rib cage and a slap in the face. 


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