Bitches!

It is memorial day weekend and the family and I are away for a short vacation to Pittsburg, PA. Just a quick getaway from Buffalo to go to the zoo, science center, museums, etc. and enjoy the pool at the hotel. I am writing in regard to the pool time. My boys, seven and ten, were playing with a hotel owned beach ball in the pool for some time. Along came two teenage girls who managed to get involved with the ball playing and eventually were exclusively using it and would not share. They even took in in the hot tub with them. When it would accidentally end up in the pool, they would ask for it back as their ball or they would take it back. My kids would not confront them and I held my tounge long enough. When the ball went in the pool and they asked my boys “can we have our ball back” my response was “do you think they can play with it”, said with a much nasty tone. They obliged. The following day they were again in the pool hogging the ball this time when it went out of the pool at my feet I threw it to my son. They gave a collective sigh and went to the hot tub. I guess The Crabby triumphs over the bitches.