Friday, September 11, 2015

Part Dos

 
 
So where was I?
 
Oh yes, telling you about "the liar" and in turn, leading to me almost chasing a stroller down the rivers of CO.
 
But we were rescued...
 
by these guys..
 
 
Haha - just kidding. Does anyone else remember what a cute movie that was!? (Sorry, I just watched "The Rescuers" with Clara and couldn't help myself). ;)
 
Anyways...
 
That night we all headed here...
 
 
Looks pretty innocent right? You can't really see from this angle but that is a sign for a world famous sorbet shop. You can see a tiny bit of the window in the basement...
 
So, why am I showing you this random picture??
 
Well, Dave took Clara in while I hung out with Corban because those stairs and a stroller were probably not going to be friends.
 
(Also, I was quite loudly proclaiming what a lovely wife and mother I was because I have given up dairy for Corbo and I wanted them to know what a valiant sacrifice I was making by not eating any with them). ;)
 
So, they come back up with a cup of raspberry something...
 
 
There it is. :)
 
Clara had eaten a few bites and finally decided to share with Dave who looked like he may die of excitement after trying some exclaiming that this sorbet may truly be the best he'd ever had! So, of course I had to try a bite myself...and then another...and then another....
 
At this point, guilt has completely consumed me, Clara is upset because me and Dave are eating all her sorbet and me and him keep giving eachother looks, like how can a dish of ice cream really be this delicious?!?!?
 
So, finally I google sorbet because I convinced myself I may die if I don't get any for myself and after reading about 3 seconds find out sorbet is actually DAIRY FREE!!!
 
So, at this point I'm literally sprinting into that basement shop after yelling behind my shoulder to Dave, to please make sure the kids stay alive and that "I have to get some of this dairy free amazingness!"
 
I get down there and tell the man at the counter (who is now changing shifts with another guy) that I'd like a kid size cup of the raspberry sorbet to which he responds, "Are you going to give this to a kid??" At this point I was a bit perturbed because I thought he was going to tell me I had to buy a regular size cup since I wasn't a child to which I was going to explain that I still had some poundage to go after having Corban, lalala and well...I decided against that because it wasn't loving and he probably didn't care and instead very eloquently said..."Errr, I plan to share some with one I suppose?!" He looks at me with a weird expression and says in a very calm manner...."Well...I wouldn't, I mean it's made of Whisky...it says that on the sign."
 
Whatamawhosawhatshat?!?!?!?
 
"WHERE does it say that sir and why didn't the last guy tell us that?!?!"
 
Okay, so now, I'm yelling that at him, as I'm sprinting back up those 50 stairs and literally yelling at the top of my lungs down the street...
 
"STOP EATING THAT CLARA!!!!!"
 
I'm not kidding when it felt like the entire town turned and looked at me as Dave is grabbing the ice cream from her looking like he may have to start the process of finding a new wife....
 
Once, I reach them, I finally breathlessly (trying to remain as calm as I can after my moment of insanity to not scare Clara) explain that this is in fact sorbet made of alcohol. Whisky to be exact.
 
At this point, Clara's eyes are filling with tears and she so innocently says, "What is Allcadoll???" Literally, as she's saying this I feel that warmth start to form in my tummy realizing the horrible truth that our sweet 5 yr old may very well be drunk at this moment and that I'm feeling this stuff after 4 bites when she ate nearly an entire bowl full. So, me and Dave try as calmly as possible to collect our things and start to head back to the hotel all the while explaining to Clara that "Allcadoll" may make her feel a bit dizzy but that's all....hopefully!?!?
 
It was about a 20 minute walk home so we took our time hoping, to "walk off" whatever happened to be in her little system...
 
Shopping for Christmas bc fake snow is always fun! :)
 
Admiring the cute little humming bird that kept following us...
 
 
Okay, so you guessed it, I really didn't take many pictures that night hence the picture of a hummingbird but just know we did some walking lol....
 
And, all the while we kept hearing,
 
"I can't believe that ice cream had allcadoll mom and dad...but don't worry because I'm not "bizzy" at all...don't worry...not even a little bizzy. Mom, are you bizzy because I'm not bizzy at all? I really can't believe that guy did that, can you? Good thing I'm not bizzy...."
 
So yes, I'm afraid she was a teensey smidgen bit feeling the effects of it...and as horrible as it was, me and Dave couldn't help but shoot each other smiles back and forth as she so sweetly mispronounced alcohol AND dizzy lol.
 
So yes, Whisky Wednesday is now in the record books, hopefully never to be repeated but always remembered....
 
The rest of the nights were fairly uneventful, but you will be relieved to know Clara slept it off that night and we did not in fact give our daughter any additional sweet treats made of alcohol the rest of the trip. Parents of the year....right here.
 
So, I will leave you all with my favorite picture ever....
 
 
And this one....

 
Hehe...okay, the second one isn't my favorite but I couldn't resist being in at least one pretty fountain picture. I bet you guys didn't know I was such a beautiful ballerina. :-P
 
I'm sure Vail was ready for us to say good-bye by Friday but we really weren't ready to leave. I would highly recommend it for anyone that is looking for a truly relaxing vacay....(just as a side note) ;)
 
And....anytime your 5 yr old ends up intoxicated on your vacation there's really nowhere left to go but up so here's to "Guderian getaway 2016"!?!
 
 

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