This is proof you make your own happiness. It was suffocatingly hot. Crowded. Lines for everything. Truthfully, I can rarely be that uncomfortable and not turn berzerker. I dug my heels in, refusing to give into the misery. And we did have fun.
Viv met Clifford. Pip had about 5 samples of ice cream and took the high road on the 2 hour wait for a balloon animal.
We found a spot in the shade at the front of the stage and relaxed.
This day, I was proud of myself.
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