It might be a new year, but none of us are going to be "new mes" anytime soon.
Wouldn't you know it, the show on the cruise was Mama Mia.
And while the show was great, here's how I feel about watching someone who isn't my kid play Harry.
Yep, no personal growth at all.
Speaking of not changing, this cruise makes the 3rd one where that kid in the picture above has gone to the onboard clinic.
The. Third. Cruise.
As the book of John clearly states: if he's not happy, the rest of us have to be miserable.
Apparently, his sore throat was so bad he "couldn't breathe".
Here's Kyle doing a perfect imitation.
I told him I'd buy him antibiotics when we got to Mexico, but he was in such "misery" he couldn't wait the 12 hours until we arrived, and he took himself to the ship's doctor.
After getting diagnosed with tonsilitis he felt miraculously better after his visit.
And as the gift that keeps on giving, he got to open this little gem as one of his Christmas presents.
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