Yesterday, after a record 8 1/2 inches of rain…we woke up to this. Yes, I’m in Rico’s boxers…aren’t they sexy?
This was the bottom floor of our condo parking garage. It was rainy and yucky…so we decided to go somewhere.
I found a Southern Fried Momma liquor store. Just kidding…but the thought of two kids in a condo while it was pouring down rain made me think really hard about it.
Instead, we headed to the National Aviator Museum in Pensacola…home of the Blue Angels.
Ray-Ray and Ella learned alot about history…and I tried to keep my sanity.
We came back to the condo…and the clouds parted.
Rico tried a little boogie boarding….
Ella did a little whining…
and I got a little more freckled. Yeah, the freckle face is hereditary.
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