taylordthurston
- Sep 20, 2015
- 3 min read

Coconut Vanilla Smoothie

This smoothie is my newest obsession.

Don’t ask me why there is a pineapple in the back of this picture…

There are actually no pineapples in this smoothie. I just thought it looked good.

But, if you like coconut, and creaminess and America, you will love this smoothie.

Drinking it is like taking a virtual trip to the Caribbean or something.

I actually don’t know. I don’t think I’ve ever actually been to the Caribbean, but I’m just guessing based on pictures from my friend’s adventures there. And the internet.

I’m not going to lie to you, though… I’m totally over summer.

*GASP* WHAT?! OH NO! Is this chick crazy town?! Why do I even read this blog?!

Woah woah woah. Calm down everyone. Hear me out.

The other day I was at the splash pad with Baby Girl. We ended up there after running errands so I was fully clothed but because I’m cool (A.K.A. crazy) I carry a swimsuit for Baby Girl in my car most of the time.

OR maybe its because I basically live out of my car sometimes. I like to think I’m prepared, though.

So anyway, here I am at the splash pad fully clothed while Baby Girl runs around wildly. Our splash pad is awesome and begins with a waterfall that flows into a shallow creek that winds it’s way down to the actual splash pad. Baby Girl loves throwing floating toys into the river and chasing them down to the end where the water puddles before it falls into a drain.

On one such occasion the toy had gotten away from her, and in true toddler fashion as soon as it left her line of sight, she immediately forgot it existed and ran to the next thing.

I walked to the bottom of the creek to grab her toy that had stalled near the drain when I noticed a little boy was filling his water gun with ammo. He stood about 3 feet away from me on the opposite side of the stream and we made eye contact as I stepped forward to retrieve Baby Girl’s toy boat.

That’s when it happened.

I bent down and grabbed the toy, then looked up only to be staring down the barrel of tiny Tony Montana’s water gun.

Before I even realized what was happening, he pulled the trigger and started laying waste to my face. I have never had so much water shot directly into my eyes with such terrific force.

I don’t know whether time was standing still or if that was the biggest water gun in the history of the universe, but just when I thought I was about to die from drowning it finally ended and I took a gasping breath of beautifully fresh air.

I stood up and stumbled backward wiping the water from my face and eyes to get a final look at the culprit behind this heinous act. The little terrorist stood there triumphantly, laughing maniacally. He slowly bent down and started re-filling his water gun with a twinkle in his eye.

I had dropped the toy in the heat of the battle, and thought about going after it again for one second but decided to sacrifice it to the splash pad Gods at that point. I walked away soaking wet, mascara running down my face completely defeated and totally confused.

Where were this kid’s parents? Probably in the corner DYING of laughter.