thursday, while rob was watching the kids play in the sand near the lake.
poppy: my stomach has a demon in it (as it gurgles and rumbles away)
a few minutes later, luka come to find me in the kitchen while i am cooking dinner
luka: mommy, daddy’s demon is coming out of his stomach
(he was vomiting all over the beach)
we started this trip out strong…
me to emma: rob’s more a music festival kinda guy and i’m more a book festival kinda gal!