Walter’s first look at a fish. I wonder what he was thinking.
I touched a swimming shark. I screamed like a girl. Whatever. I am a girl.
These critters were wayyy cute. And kind of stinky.
In front of a GIANT tank.
Cas made Sean the cutest “I’m a birthday Fish” hat at the aquarium.
Walter allll tuckered out from the fish.
And we made our way to the Coke museum…. (insert dramatic, suspenseful music here.)
Tiffany patiently waiting, while Chris….
Insert walking music here. You know, walking music. Like from Family Guy, when Peter sings “riding on a bus, riding on a bus”.
We’ve reached the mecca.
I wish Laurel could have been there. She started my whole Coke problem. Laurel, I blame you for the adorably cute Coca-Cola Bear photos of my son. He’s almost totally covered by the scarf. It’s like where’s Waldo, but with my kid, annnd a Coke Bear annnd Aunt Becky. Where’s Walter? Awwww. I love W names.
I watched a duuummmb 4-d movie about the “secret” ingredient in Coke with Jimmy and Sean. You get squirted in the face with water, air puffs on you and the seats move like a bad amusement park ride. Spoiler alert: Turns out the secret ingredient is “you”. As in “us”, aka coke-drinkers. Addicts. Continually purchasing Coca-Cola products just so you can hear that indescribable fizzy ahhhhhh moment, followed by a caffeine rush. Seriously. My husband jokes that the secret ingredient is battery acid.
Dumb movie aside, I still like Coke. Thanks Mr. Pemberton, for giving me something to drink instead of a morning coffee, to clean my toilets with, and to rot my teeth out. Oh. and thanks for the cool 4-d glasses. They rock.