In the morning Daddy was awoken by the ominous sound of his phone ringing at 7am. Our flight had been cancelled. I could get into the details of it, but needless to say, Daddy was on the phone with the car rental place, airlines, and work for TWO hours, until we had all our travel plans re-sorted out. We were staying another day, and flying out on the same flight, but one day later! Yay! That meant that we had a lot of pool time, and an extra day to go see Grammy again.
That night we went to a fancy restaurant, one that Gigi likes. Mommy ordered some yummy chicken, and started to take some of her dinner off of her plate and put it on a different plate for me. I got upset, because I wanted “My OWN dinner!” It’s a good thing I said something, too, because then they brought me my own GIANT bowl of Spaghetti, and I ate (almost) the whole thing (and had a crazy spaghetti face when I was done, too).
Now is the story you have all been waiting for; I alluded to it in the very first Florida recap post a few weeks ago: How to safely walk on a dock.
We had to catch our flight to go home on Monday afternoon. Because of the flight cancellation and extra day, Mommy had worked extra hard at packing our luggage to go home again. She had originally just packed a quick overnight back to get us through one night on the boat. But having to spend the extra night meant finding an extra sets of clean clothes for everyone, and taking trips back and forth to the car to get everything we needed. We were all in our last sets of clean travel clothes (we had to wear cold weather clothes to go home, because it was 80 degrees in Florida, but only 30 degrees at home). Once we were all packed to go, we had a little free time to spend on the boat, so Daddy and I were out on the dock and shore looking for lizards. I was being silly with Daddy, not watching where I was going, and NOT listening. And I FELL IN THE LAGOON OFF OF THE DOCK! The drop was about 4 feet down from the dock to the water, and the water was really deep and COLD. All Mommy heard was Daddy yelling and two splashes. Daddy jumped in right after me and I was barely underwater for a few seconds.
When Mommy got to the dock she was yelling to make sure we were both OK. I was crying, and Daddy lifted me out of the water to Mommy. She gave me a wet hug, and then immediately started yelling at me about how dangerous it was to not listen to Daddy. She made me cry even more. Then a lot of Marina attendants came running to make sure everyone was ok, and they brought us some towels to dry off and warm up. Mommy was flustered, and we were wet. So she left me to dry off with Daddy, and went to get us new clothes (which was a challenge, because it was the end of the trip and everything was dirty). In the meantime I got a juice box and some fruit snacks. I was still pretty upset when Mommy got back, and she was still mad at me! Daddy and I took a quick shower to wash off the salt water, and then put our dry clothes on.
We were all safe and dry.
I slept the whole way home on the airplane, which was a nice treat for Mommy since she needed a little break from 2 year old chaos. We flew in to temperatures in the 30’s and rain. Mema and Poppop picked us up and took us home for a yummy dinner. We extracted Jack and Susie from under a bed (where they had lived for the last week), and headed home.