Last night, I was trying to clean up my computer's desktop. It was starting to look like a hoarder owned the poor thing.
Having the same computer for eight years does that to a person.
But I happen upon these pictures from a couple months go.
A rather good looking crew, if I do say so myself.
I guess 36 months of pure torture was worth it after all!
Torture comes in many forms. Mine just happens to be pregnancy.
Anyway, at the time, we had received a call from my brother-in-law that Bear World was having a "free" pet the bear cubs day!
Naturally we thought it would be a blast for the kids, so we loaded up and headed down.
Ha! Turns out it was only free to look at them. If you wanted to touch them, you had to buy a $15 photo or give up an organ.
Sneaky little capitalists.
And of course, as was no doubt their evil design, we were there already so we decided to stay and fork out the doe. I wanted to give up a kidney and keep the $15. But in the end we decided the process would take longer than four little ones surrounded by glassware could possible stand.
Wanna know what a $15 photo looks like?
I don't know about you, but by the looks of the poor little cubs eyes, he must have been terrified!
See that whites of his eyes? Panic. Pure and simple.
I just want you all to know that for how long we had to stand in line, weaving and winding our way though overpriced stuffed animals and breakable items, the kids were very good.
Very good indeed.
They didn't even bother to pick their noses out of boredom!
They had more important things to do.