... it happens, even on vacation...

We went to a really cool park yesterday, one of the coolest ones I have ever been to.

Or so I thought until a bird pooped on my head.

Yup, right on my head,

that splattered on my camera,

that splattered on my thumb,

that splattered on my shirt,

and, of course, down my shirt.

Now I don't think the park was cool anymore.

My kids had fun though.

And later we went to the pool and the beach so I am still having a great time.

It was really windy at the beach so we had a great time flying kites.