Who needs dumb old Florida, anyway?

It's been Spring Break around here. Thankfully not the kind with mardi gra beads and bongs, but wild in its own way because that's just the way we roll. We didn't travel anywhere, but we had plenty of adventures nonetheless.

We went to an indoor inflatable extravaganza...

Jack and Gunga

the cousins were supposed to be doing a HSM jump pose,
but it didn't quite work:

this is my son yell "WEDGIE, OH WEDGIE!" after going down an inflatable slide:

And the Children's Museum...

the shopper:

the sniper:

and the stalker:

(Don't you love the shorts and tye dye soccer socks worn on a 40 degree day?)

Grandma's indoor pool...


The park with friends on a beautiful day...


And our favorite indoor play structure on a stinkin' cold one...

The above picture is my crowning glory as a mom. I took it to show that I climbed
to the top of that play structure with my gigantor purse and big camera in tow.
Not an easy feat given my size and advanced age.
Here we are ready to go down the swirly-whirly slide:
I screamed the whole way down
which was embarrassing entertaining for my children.

And there was still plenty of time for sleeping in...