Am I Really Ready For The AARP???
I just got back from a nice family vacation with the family.
(Translation: We just forced our 17-year-old to leave his friends and spend four entire days with us.)
We travelled east of the mountains, which, in Washington State means leaving behind mountains, trees, and rain, in search of sun and sand and general desert-like conditions. It’s our version of Palm Springs, but without the uber-luxurious resorts and celebrity sightings. Instead we have places like "Kimmi D's":
I know, we’re dorks but c’mon, that’s pretty cool, right??? My son was convinced that if we’d gone inside, my doppelganger would have served us. I guess we’ll never know!!
So, our camping agenda called for a trip to the nearby waterpark so we could hit the 200-foot waterslides and more importantly, the Lazy River.
But when we got there, this was what we found instead:
Since I’m such a simpleton, I couldn’t resist taking pictures of these two boys who were using the fountains first as enemas and then to “pee” at each other. The funniest part: I don’t think anyone else even noticed them. Boys will definitely be boys!
But, overall, my favorite part of the trip (besides our son repeatedly telling us: “You guys are so lame.” which always cracks us up!) was this little conversational gem that I had while standing in line at the water slide with my daughter.
Little girl to my daughter: Is that your grandma?
My daughter (looking at me): No, that’s my mom.
Me (just standing there listening).
Little girl (to me now): How old are you?
Me: 42
Little girl looks at me for a minute, then: My mom’s 28.
Me (because what do you say to that?): Umm, that’s nice.
Really?! Am I her grandma?!?! I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry.
Seriously, though, when I was telling my husband I thought he was going to pee his pants from laughing so hard. I’ve been asked if I was my oldest daughter’s sister, but never if I was someone’s GRANDMA! And I loved the fact that my daughter was so…whatever…about it. When I asked her later what she thought, she just shrugged and said: “Maybe it was because you weren’t wearing makeup. You don’t look very pretty without makeup.”
Nice, Abby. Nice!
Next time I go to a waterpark, I'm definitely wearing make-up. And pigtails. And maybe even some water wings.
(Translation: We just forced our 17-year-old to leave his friends and spend four entire days with us.)
We travelled east of the mountains, which, in Washington State means leaving behind mountains, trees, and rain, in search of sun and sand and general desert-like conditions. It’s our version of Palm Springs, but without the uber-luxurious resorts and celebrity sightings. Instead we have places like "Kimmi D's":
I know, we’re dorks but c’mon, that’s pretty cool, right??? My son was convinced that if we’d gone inside, my doppelganger would have served us. I guess we’ll never know!!
So, our camping agenda called for a trip to the nearby waterpark so we could hit the 200-foot waterslides and more importantly, the Lazy River.
But when we got there, this was what we found instead:
Since I’m such a simpleton, I couldn’t resist taking pictures of these two boys who were using the fountains first as enemas and then to “pee” at each other. The funniest part: I don’t think anyone else even noticed them. Boys will definitely be boys!
But, overall, my favorite part of the trip (besides our son repeatedly telling us: “You guys are so lame.” which always cracks us up!) was this little conversational gem that I had while standing in line at the water slide with my daughter.
Little girl to my daughter: Is that your grandma?
My daughter (looking at me): No, that’s my mom.
Me (just standing there listening).
Little girl (to me now): How old are you?
Me: 42
Little girl looks at me for a minute, then: My mom’s 28.
Me (because what do you say to that?): Umm, that’s nice.
Really?! Am I her grandma?!?! I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry.
Seriously, though, when I was telling my husband I thought he was going to pee his pants from laughing so hard. I’ve been asked if I was my oldest daughter’s sister, but never if I was someone’s GRANDMA! And I loved the fact that my daughter was so…whatever…about it. When I asked her later what she thought, she just shrugged and said: “Maybe it was because you weren’t wearing makeup. You don’t look very pretty without makeup.”
Nice, Abby. Nice!
Next time I go to a waterpark, I'm definitely wearing make-up. And pigtails. And maybe even some water wings.
Comments
You definitely do NOT look like a grandma!! I do think there are some 20 year olds with kids at my elementary school, though, and I feel old picking up my girls sometimes. Thankfully, no smart alec kid has had the nerve to say it to my face, though.
Gotta love Abby. Honest to a fault!
Oh my gosh, this whole post is hysterical. Dragging the teen boy away from friends. I'm sure he thought it was some form of punishment, right?
You don't look like a grandma! That little girl was obviously blinded from all the sun on that side of the earth...oops, state. Is there really sun in our state? I must get over the mountain.
It's so funny what kids will say sometimes. I'm sure I'll be in for it when my daughter grows up :)
Glad you were able to go on vacation and relax!
I remember when I was a seventh grader (when puberty struck me HARD. Like, no mercy!) and so I was... odd looking. :)
A little girl asked me why I had a mustache. :(
I started waxing then!
Love, Hannah
He still tells me he feels completely betrayed by my lies. But he's a little dramatic. I wonder where he gets that from?
You totally don't look like a grandma.
You're gorgeous and you know it. Tell Abby to wash her mouth out with soap.
This whole post made me laugh.
;)
And I'm jealous. My holiday got cancelled so I'm stuck with dull weather and no pool in sight. I'm glad you had a good time though! I think I'll go in the garden and pretend I'm at the beach :P.
tammara - OMG, I LOVE the Barbie comment...that is awesome!!!
Diane - Sun, yes, it was fabulous! Of course we picked the one weekend when there was sun on our side of the mountains too. Brilliant!
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah - I sympathy laughed at your line "when puberty struck me HARD." You poor thing!!! ;)
LMJ - I should have, shouldn't I???