Ahh. It's good to be home.. although.. something smells like pee in here. Seems to be coming from the directions of the sinks.. but that can't be right... Can it?
Alright. Fine. I have a confession to make.
We left Friday afternoon on our Camping extravaganza and arrived home That Same Damn Friday night; boys in tears (I was too).
I opened my front door and saw Fab doing things to my poor little vacuum cleaner. I thought it best just to leave and stay at a motel until he was done his "house-sitting".
I can't talk to about our vacation publicly until I have contacted..someone in charge. It's a government owned park, so I assume I will end up taking it to that level. Or beyond.
We had some.. mishaps on our vacation.
Basically it was The.Worst.Vacation.Ever.
Or was it?
Tell me about your worst vacation ever!
Never know. It might just make me feel better about this whole fiasco!
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