Now that my pictures are uploaded, I'll share a few more. Here are my lovely children, all smiling nicely--except for the scowl in the middle and the silly "cheese" grin on the right...any wonder the Christmas cards are getting more difficult to take? This was in Margate, New Jersey. We stopped there on the way to Atlantic City so that we could visit Lucy, the Elephant!
This is Lucy. She's 60 feet tall and 127 years old. She's right off the beach and she has great views from the top. She does not, however, bring any sort of good luck to visitors who go on to gamble in AC. Although, come to think of it, I was the only one who actually went on the tour of Lucy,but I didn't gamble--Rob and my mother-in-law skipped the tour and then lost their money in about ten minutes. Maybe I missed out on my chance at Lucy luck... This is us, about to put our thighs through hell as Rob and I attempt to pedal this heavy bicycle thing and three non-pedaling children (also known as dead weight) around Cape May. Swamp-ass, anyone? Out at Sunset Beach, one of the ways to pass the time (while waiting for the sunset) is to find "Cape May Diamonds." They're actually quartz that has washed down the Delaware River, and by the time they get to Cape May, they're very round and pretty. Crafty salesmen polish them more and cut them to actually look like diamonds for tourists to buy. I could have stayed on the beach all afternoon picking up rocks (I'm easily amused). Also on the beach that day was a yellow lab who entertained us all by going into the ocean to dive for rocks that his owner would throw out. I never knew dogs could dive. It had to be one of the funniest things I've seen.
So there's a quick wrap of last week. This week is mercifully almost over. We did a little school-supply shopping yesterday at the biggest freaking Wal-Mart I've ever been into. We're not done--still have backpacks, lunchboxes and sneakers to get. We have two more weeks to get it all done. Today I went to the dermatologist and got a mole sliced off my back while the kids watched. Good times. And on Tuesday, when Caroline got her thumb crib put back in her mouth, her mood went sour almost immediately. She had a hard time being nice the rest of that day, but she appears to be getting used to it again.