What a day!! I am so sun burned I can hardy type. We took the kids out to the beach today. We stopped first for lunch. Gasp...they don't serve Dr Pepper here!! Jon ended up getting the biggest iced tea I have ever seen. So we find our perfect spot in the sand, I spread out the towel and make myself at home and the kids head for the water. Jon discovers he drank too much tea :-) and has to hike it back to the parking lot. Jamie buried me in sand. Stevie and Johnny found sand dollars. We had a blast. After about 3 hours of non stop fun it was time to head back to the house, so we make the hike back to the van...with Mom lugging most of the shoes, towels, sand toys ect. Jon and I are stowing junk in the back, when Stevie asks if he can have the water. Now I had packed up a couple bottles of water just for them so I said "Yes of course you can." I get into the front seat with out even looking at the boys, but can hear them in the very back fighting over who gets first drink. Jon opens the side door and is rummaging around for something. Stevie hands the drink to Johnny; Johnny takes a drink and says, "What is this stuff? It tastes awful!" Keep in mind now that I still haven't looked over my shoulder at them. Jon says, "Here, Give me That!" I am thinking he was just breaking up a fight. He climbs into the front seat and has this horrified look on his face, in his hands is that humongous McDonalds cup. Kids are still goofing and rough housing in the back seat. I said what gives? Jon leans over and whispers...whisper mind you...I couldn't find a bathroom...and peed in that cup!!! Now we all know how kids’ hearing is. First it was dead silent...you could have heard a pin drop...then all hell broke loose. Both boys tumbled out of the door gasping spitting and sputtering. Stevie was throwing up and Johnny was screaming and crying. "URINE!!! URINE!!! I DRANK DAD'S URINE!!" Stevie is drooling now, wanting to know if he is going to die. Johnny is shaking his fists asking Jon, "How could you! This is the worst day of my life... I have your urine rolling around in me! Why did you leave that in the car? I need to puke! Oh Lord help me please let me puke." Stevie decides he will hurl once more for good measure, (being a barf-o-matic comes in handy at times) and staggers to the car. Johnny is still having hysterics beside the van...we are now beginning to draw a crowd. What am I doing? Well it is a good thing I was sitting on a towel...because I was laughing so hard I wet my pants!! You can just imagine the ride back to the house. We had to pull over twice for Stevie to get out and puke. Johnny finally began to calm down, and we began to talk it over. New family rule...if you pee in a cup you MUST pour it out and not leave it sitting...because some yokel might come along and drink just anything they find. Then we tried to decide who owed Johnny the bigger apology. Jon for not dumping it out...or Stevie, who took a drink, knew it was something nasty...and passed it on to his brother with out saying a word? I decided they were just all three Nasty. Then just as it gets settled down, Jamie asks..."Mommy, what's YARN?" That set it all off again. The boys gladly explained it was pee...Jamie turns white, (or rather a paler pink because she is burned too) and just keeps repeating EEWWW over and over to herself :-) And here I was thinking this vacation was going so smoothly