We made our annual December trek to Branson a few weekends ago. I won't say that we had a horrible time.....but let's just say it wasn't the best time ever. Wow. There was quite a bit of crying, cursing and throwing fits and I don't just mean from Becca! While we absolutely love that our child operates on such a strict schedule, this time it proved to be complete torture. I guess we thought it would be ok to keep shopping and eat lunch right on through naptime....duh. She didn't want to sit still, didn't want to eat and definitely didn't want to ride in the stroller.
And how dare we
even think of sitting her in Santa's lap! We thought we'd hit the jackpot when the most beautiful Santa was waiting for us in the Bass Pro Shop without a line! Duh, again. Not having it. None of it. We have a nice little picture of a crying Becca clinging to her daddy's neck while he was practically sitting in Santa's lap. We should have just stayed in the condo and napped.
Oh yeah, we all needed a nap since Miss Priss decided that she refuses to sleep anywhere but her own bed. We spent at least 2 exhausting hours each night trying to get her down. I think I'm gonna have a panic attack just rehashing it now....
This is a Becca-sized cubby hole next to the front door of our condo.
This is when we stopped for lunch right at naptime. Nice photos, right before the meltdown. Funny, some lady sitting next to us even commented to us how good Becca was being at the table! Well, we decided her children must have been complete hellions if she thought ours was good!
Here is the newest and youngest Victoria's Secret window model. She sure thought she was funny.
And this concludes our Branson photo shoot. Notice there aren't very many. Sorry I didn't think to grab the camera when Becca was laying on the floor kicking and screaming. Also, no Christmas-themed pics, either. I want to know who really gets their 1 1/2 year old to sit still for pictures?
Really? Liar.