Tahoe...Tahoe...TAHOE!!!!

My family and I have just returned from a great trip to Lake Tahoe for a vacation with some of mommies oldest and dearest friends.  Her friends Timber, Bradi and Sharla she has known from childhood.  Now, they are all grown up and have kids of their own.  And, I had the pleasure of getting to hang out and play with all those great kids all week.  I loved playing with all my new friends, and cuddling with mommies grown up friends.  I was just in heaven. 

However, lest those ladies think I am only sugar, think again.  I just know my audience.  So...I am careful to behave in front of those who I want to impress.  I was a little angel for our entire vacation in Tahoe.  But...the devil on my shoulder was just waiting to get out...I just needed to be in my zone of comfort to do it.  On our way home, only 10 minutes from home after a long day of driving and sightseeing, I decided to play a little mischievous game on my mom.  I insisted that I had to go to the bathroom.  Now...of course, we had been driving from Sacramento and I had gone twice while we were there. Mommy figured that Aki and I were pretty set for the one hour drive home from Sacramento. (ok...and honestly I was...but I was BORED). So, I insisted that I had to go. Mommy asked me to hold it as we were 10 minutes from home. NOOOOO, I insisted...I can't hold it. I cried, I pleaded and mommy bought it, hook, line and sinker.
She whipped off the freeway at the last exit before the bridge that would take us home...ha, ha, I got her! She rushed into the gas station/McD's parking lot. Bonus, she yelled at Akira to hurry getting out of the car because I was in such trauma trying to hold it in. She picked me up an rushed me and Aki through the line of fast food goers....ran into the bathroom, got me settled and up on the toilet, and then she waited. Nothing happened. She told me to go. She waited. Nothing happened. She looked at me, and then I looked at her laughed. "I don't go potty" I giggled. Realization sunk it. She had been bamboozled.
Uh oh...Mommy was not pleased with my joke. She began the lecture. How in the world does she think that the lecture works on me...I'm 2! All that does is irritate me. By the time I got to the car, I had had enough. Geeze...it was just a joke mom. But, she wouldn't stop....so I screamed, through a great little tantrum which ended with my grabbing her keys and ripping a key off her keyring and throwing it. Unfortunately, it was the car key. And, I threw it, and we just had no idea where it went. That didn't really make mommy any happier.
An hour later, we were all pretty unhappy. It turns out, if you don't have the key to the car, you can't run the air conditioner...and it was hot. Plus, Mommy kept telling me that if our dog died of heat stroke she was disowning me. That didn't really sit well with me either. The silver icing was watching mommy crawl all over on the ground and throughout the car looking for the key. It was really hot and windy and she had a wrap around skirt on....there was a lot of flashing the gas station patrons as she looked. She was sort of funny to watch as she tried to keep her skirt on to no avail and then became regularly horrified that she had flashed a whole new set of gas pumpers. Finally, Akira found the key! He thought he was magic...and Mommy seemed to think it to. What a turn around, I'm in the dog house and Akira is magic? Something is really wrong with the world.
In any case, thank especially to Flanny for taking such super duper care of Charlie and I during our Tahoe vacation. I hope I get to see you both again really soon.