We should live in Hollywood.

I should really let Sadie's words and drawings tell you the story of our trip to California last month. In her own words:

1 - The best part of the entire vacation was: "stealing shampoo off the maid's cart."

2 - The traffic was terrible because: "everyone is driving in the same direction to get to their tv shows."

3 - The hot tub: "is awesome, we really need to get one at home." 

On the plane on the way back to Detroit, she got out her crayons and drew a picture. When she was done, I asked her to tell me about it: "This is me in the pool in a floaty. That's you in the hot tub and that red thing is a big glass of red wine for you." Mind you, I drank plenty of wine but never in the hot tub. Which leads me to the only logical conclusion: she can now read my mind and knows exactly what I'm thinking and wishing for. 

I think that about sums up our trip. Stay tuned as next time I plan to share with you an exhaustive list I have been keeping for about 2 years called, "Shit Sadie Says". It promises not to disappoint. 

P.S. Here's a photo from inside the spa at the Fairmont Miramar in Santa Monica, where Sadie went in the sauna (but not the steam room - "there's a naked lady in there") and drank water directly from the chilled carafe.