So, for Father's day, we went one hour west of atlanta to camp in Jellystone Park...'Bout 9 miles from ALA-BAMA!
It really is a great place. Wonderful for a little kid. Paul cant stop talking about it, even though he is going to Club Med AND Disneyworld soon!
But, I forget sometimes living in the big city in the 'hood just how backwards some are down here. The gut in the tent next to me with 5 lil redneck kids swore like a sailor. Like a sailor in the Muthafuckin' Navy. I was aghast. Luckily, Paul is still too young to understand. BUt it amazed me how this 'father' just tossed out curse words like adjectives.
Then we went to the kiddy pool. There was a rather good looking mama in the pool with her kids, and Paul kept trying to crawl into her lap. I apologised, and said 'Paul, why are you bothering that nice lady? You must look like one of his preschool teachers'....She said 'no sweat, he's a really sweet boy'.
Then, I went to get a beer and Liz came back from the pool with Paul white as a ghost. Apparently, a young black couple and thier one year old was in the pool. When thier little girl grabbed a toy from this lady's kids, she freaked out and yelled at the father. 'I dont want your kid to steal my kids toy!'! Liz was aghast. I'm glad I wasn't there....
Paul still loved the trip, falls and all.
I'll be back when it's not too hot, but I know I'll be in redneck country. It shocks me sometimes....