This is not a crying girl. This is the look of conflicted desire: how do you choose between two things you want when you can only have ONE? Zuzu wanted me to come up and and cuddle. I offered instead to give her wake-up cuddles and the first hot chocolate in the morning (seconds when everyone else came down) AND story reading in the morning. The choice was hers: a quick tuck-in tonight, or the deluxe DaddyMom morning prize package. This is the look she made while wrestling with her choice. A little tonight or lots more tomorrow. A dad in the hand, or more tomorrow. Which do you think she chose?
From cranberries to bird, Grammy handled the show shibang—with some help from the Monkey Troop.
From the, it-seemed-like-a-good-idea department comes this: let’s go to Austin and ride the zipline. Your full weight supported by a set of straps attached to a pully-thingie called a “Sled” which, in turn, zips you along a thing cable strung through trees and about 50′ over the valley floor. With only your gloved hand to act as a brake on the cable, mean old Mr. Gravity takes charge and cranks up your airspeed. Never one to apply caution in such ventures, my brake glove never touched the wire. Sandie seems cut of the same cloth. She could be heard howling with delight with every flight. Come along and ride with us. Watch the video below and you can experience it first-hand via the DaddyMomCam mounted to our helmets.