I know it sounds like a cliche but

it really is possible to have too much fun. Poor Ms. Cheeks proved that last night after a wonderful day at the water park, shopping in the afternoon, and dinner at a fantastic Italian restaurant. (As in, the food was so good I was planning on marrying my ravioli halfway through dinner.) Dear husband and I were eating and encouraging Cheeks to eat her spaghetti, which she adamantly refused to do.

Clearly we were completely oblivous to the issue at hand because upon arriving back to our hotel, Cheeks threw up everywhere. (And why, oh why, do my kids always throw up on me and not my husband?)

But on the whole, despite having a sick little person, I had a fantastic weekend. It had been too long since our little family had an adventure together, and Great Wolf Lodge was just the right speed for the girls.

Dee-cisions Dee-cisions

In which the pumpkins were inspected, rejected, and selected.