tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976317587071584128.post7926917551455376146..comments2023-03-26T00:30:02.246-07:00Comments on My Life In The Men's Room: Moody GardensNicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07096900267329540389noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976317587071584128.post-34484561114907618442010-06-16T12:16:03.233-07:002010-06-16T12:16:03.233-07:00I know what you mean about "worst mom". ...I know what you mean about "worst mom". Yesterday, I was all "we can go every couple of weeks to Galveston" and now I can safely say we won't be going again until next summer, and that's a maybe. And we weren't even at a "real" beach. I can promise we wouldn't have lasted more than two hours at a regular beach. <br /><br />After I wrote this, I decided that I might want to go to Cabo or the like one day with just Lance. I figure he and I could handle getting sand off ourselves. I liked the Mediterranean, and I'm sure would enjoy it much more with my hubby! But overall, give me the big city any day!Nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07096900267329540389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976317587071584128.post-25754646235031109262010-06-16T07:49:39.570-07:002010-06-16T07:49:39.570-07:00I Love the last picture!I Love the last picture!Denisenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976317587071584128.post-13341335970097098642010-06-16T06:39:12.770-07:002010-06-16T06:39:12.770-07:00I so with you on the beach thing. I feel like the...I so with you on the beach thing. I feel like the world's worst mom because I've only taken the kids a couple of times. And I was totally stressed about all the sand, and sunscreen that makes the sand stick to you, and saltwater that's just gross. . . . Of course the kids loved it, but I started counting the minutes until we could leave as soon as we got there. It doesn't help that with the exception of Will, the rest of us burn just by looking at a picture of the sun. Just yuck.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com