We went up to Port Townsend on Saturday because Uncle Chris wanted to take us out for a "cruise." He was manning one of the vessels at the Festival for Wooden Boats.
The nice fireman said this life vest was my size, but I think he was mistaken. (Either that, or I haven't competely grown into my cheeks just yet.)
Please get me out of this thing! It's squeezing the life out of me!
Uncle Chris and our cruise ship.
At least the weather was good!
I almost didn't make it, I'll tell ya. That life vest was horrible!
Bunny, I'll make sure you never have to go through what I went through.
Cabo, you gotta hear about what I went through. I battled a life vest and won!
Ooooooh, life vest, you're not so scary! Big girl, here!
I look danger right in the face!
Hahahaha! Bring it on! I laugh in the face of danger!
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