a fishy morning

Blair was home today and both of us decided mid-morning that we needed to get out of the house with the kids, of course.  It's almost a certainty that we will not make it on our 4 hour plane ride to Colorado this Friday without at least one Toy Story movie, which have become something of an obsession in our house.  We are probably one of the few households in America that doesn't own at least one of them!  So, we hopped down to the local Wal-Mart with a minor detour at 7-11 for free Slurpee day.  Little Guy went with the red, but we just don't trust our Sweet Girl not to make a mess, so she was stuck with Pina Colada.

But, any trip to Wal-Mart must always begin with a stop at the fish . . .

Although, I'd say 1/3 of the fish were dead, which was a little disturbing.  Thankfully, the kiddos couldn't tell.  Sweet Girl pointed to them and said "fish beeping" which translated is "fish sleeping."  Yes, you go on and think that Sweet Girl.

The morning took a turn for the worse though as we passed the iphone covers.  I had to stop Sweet Girl from ripping into one with Mickey's picture on it.  At this point, Blair and I had split up to look for child-size headphones (also a necessity for cross country travel on an airplane with 2 small kids).  As I scooped her up she began screaming, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!!!" at which point I was sure someone would call the police and alert them to the fact that I had kidnapped an adorable blond headed girl and was dragging her through the electronics section at Wal-Mart.  Luckily, Blair made his way over to us (no doubt he could hear her screams) soon enough and at that point, I figured we looked family-like enough again that any suspicious onlookers would move on.  Blair and I just looked at each other and said "let's get out of here."  Turns out everyone just needed a little refueling.  Slurpees don't go very far.