Unlike the girl who took swimming classes when she was 8 months old, the boy had never been in a swimming pool before. I don't even think he's ever swam anywhere. Not even a kiddie puddle. So we got him a new suit. You can still see the tags on him. Yes, mommy has issues with tags. That's another story.

"I don't know what the fuzz is about. Why is mommy laughing and crying over a shirt and shorts? Don't I look this good everyday anyway?"

"Alright, enough. Let's get on with the real deal. No more fashion shows."

The girl is all ready, wearing her own travel pouch and walking the boy to the door. Then they walked a little farther. You can see the hubby trying to load up our car with the 10 bags we brought for the 2 days 1 night vacation. Sorry about the Blair Witch effect of this video. I was too excited and distracted.
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