So our annual trip to Big Bear was a total bust this year. Not only was I not feeling well due to my first trimester of pregnancy but James was sick as well. We ended up forfeiting the trip early and driving straight from the mountain to urgent care. This marked the beginning of our two week hospital adventure with James, which is another post altogether.
I told Scott that I can never go to Big Bear again. It's like when you eat something and then throw up, you can never eat that thing again. That's how I feel about Big Bear. This might have to do with the fact that I'm 12 weeks pregnant and in general I want to throw up all the time. But enough talk about throw up. Here are the pics we did take of our totally horrible worst vacation ever.
P.S. being dramatic is another side effect of pregnancy.
Big Bear Zoo
Now that I look at these photos, I realize it wasn't such a bad trip after all. Okay, I'll go back to Big Bear.