Atticus found some nasty crab shell and was quite pleased. While Jonny has been obsessed with Moana, Atticus has taken a liking to Tamatoa, the giant crab in the movie. So he decided to bring the gross thing home with us.
Motif #1 and the large storm coming.
I love this picture because of their outfits. They both picked out their own that day. Jonny's is coordinated perfectly (the collar on the poodle is the exact color of her shorts) and Atticus is wearing red stripes with orange and green plaid shorts. (Not to mention his shirt is tucked into his underwear.)
Good to the last drop.
On our walk over to the actual building it started to rain. By the time we walked around to the other side after this picture, it was pouring. Torrential rain. It was useless even trying to get to any kind of a shelter. By the time we got to the buildings off the wharf, we couldn't have been wetter if we jumped into the ocean. So Atticus and I danced, and jumped in puddles, and laughed our heads off as we made our way back to our car past the other people hiding inside shops and ducking in doorways. We even had a few people cheering us on and laughing with us.
We ducked into this doorway for a picture. It's probably too hard to see but, you might be able to tell how much rain is coming down and how soaked we were. There's even a drip coming off Atticus' chin.
We had to open the back of my car to stand under it while we stripped down as many layers as we could, wringing them out as we went. And my kids rode home in their sopping wet underwear.
I love this picture because of their outfits. They both picked out their own that day. Jonny's is coordinated perfectly (the collar on the poodle is the exact color of her shorts) and Atticus is wearing red stripes with orange and green plaid shorts. (Not to mention his shirt is tucked into his underwear.)
Good to the last drop.
On our walk over to the actual building it started to rain. By the time we walked around to the other side after this picture, it was pouring. Torrential rain. It was useless even trying to get to any kind of a shelter. By the time we got to the buildings off the wharf, we couldn't have been wetter if we jumped into the ocean. So Atticus and I danced, and jumped in puddles, and laughed our heads off as we made our way back to our car past the other people hiding inside shops and ducking in doorways. We even had a few people cheering us on and laughing with us.
We ducked into this doorway for a picture. It's probably too hard to see but, you might be able to tell how much rain is coming down and how soaked we were. There's even a drip coming off Atticus' chin.
We had to open the back of my car to stand under it while we stripped down as many layers as we could, wringing them out as we went. And my kids rode home in their sopping wet underwear.













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