They all went to

For some reason that escapes me because there really is no reason to go to Idaho in my opinion. And if my one silent blog reader in Cataldo ID would like to set me straight, please do.

I am told that at some point while they (my parents, sister and child) were there, my brilliant sister (who is a pediatric dentist which would lead many to falsely believe she is smart), dared my child to drink malt vinegar in exchange for $5. Nice Belinda, just wait until you have children.



Here is what followed:
The drink
















The payout



















The taste of victory.

Always the generous lad, C offered to buy everyone ice cream with his prize. Being a child that takes great joy in getting a dime from the tooth fairy, he really has no concept yet of the value of a dollar. Grammy let him buy his own cone (seven scoops I hear) and she picked up the tab for the rest.
I'll have to let my dear sister share the vomit story. Unlike a die-hard blogger mom, she actually put down the camera (losing the money shot) while the child proceeded to barf all over the tire swing, playground and himself. Without pics, you'll just have to fill in those blanks.