Around 6:30am, Caroline planted both her knees squarely in my back and then kicked one leg over me. There's been a nightly lottery to see who doesn't have to sleep with CWSie. She's sweet and all when awake, but don't get near her over night because she'll go all Kung fu. Then she'll request food. "Can we eat breakfast?" And so the day began.
The plan to pick a great hotel pool was foiled by the weather yesterday, but no one was accepting that today. Sixty-one as a high (and low fifties before noon) weren't stopping us. The sun was out, the wind was gone, and the pool was open.
We spent most our time running between the hottub and the big pool, but I had a bead of sweat on my head at one point. Ah, finally. That warm, sunny feeling was there. Who wants frozen drinks? "I do!" Times 3. And a beer.
Best part of lunch was FaceTiming with a certain maternal figure in Australia. She confirmed that we were all doing very well and she seemed happy to be headed into Melbourne to be a tourist today. At one point, Susie asked the girls how the trip ranked between one and ten. L: "25,000!" C: "35,000!" E: "51!!! [Everyone cracks up.] What!?! I don't know big numbers." So, even the Russian judge would give us decent marks so far. (Girls are bathing and thanks to a quick Target trip, we have a hair brush now. Ah, the tangles are coming out. Don't mention that part to the Russian judge.)
Now, we hit the town for one more last night in Vegas.