So we left last Thursday for a two day car trip and four day stay in sunny southern California. There was a bit of chaos before my parents even showed up at my house that morning. In the hub-bub of packing the car that morning, a bird flew into the garage, which mom then shewed out and it flew into the truck. They eventually got it out of the truck, but not before it left a little surprise on dad's gear shifter. Yuck. Then when they were about 10 minutes from my house, dad realized that he forgot to shut the tailgate. So they turned around and made the trip back to Aledo in search of their brand-new $35 ice chest full of a variety of liquid refreshments to please everyone. Well, they never found it. I know ... total bummer. Anywho, approximately 3 hours later we finally made it out of Tarrant county.
and I will take your picture."
We also found a ginormous park by the water for the kids. We played there, flew kites, picked flowers, found seashells and rolled down the hills. I tell you what ... that was the easiest kite flying ever. No running. We sat on a bench and just unraveled the string. Went up easy as pie.
Then there was the constant spoiling of the kids by Pops and
Gigi ...
... donuts literally the size of your head and ...
... if you can't decide between a cookie or an ice cream cone, you get both.
Definitely NOT the same people I grew up with.
I flew back with the kids on Tuesday ... all by myself. We all did pretty good. Victoria freaked out on the plane when she realized that she could not sit in my lap. I mean totally freaked out. I could feel the other passengers' blood-pressures rising at the sound of a ballistic 2 year old's screams and we had not even taxied out to the runway yet. Fortunately, some cheese popcorn managed to calm her down before we took off. We landed at Love Field 4 hours later and Riley talked Carey's ear off about all that we did over the past 6 days.
We had a super-fun time. I told Carey that mom probably laughed for about 10 hours of the 20 hour road trip. And it got to be that silly laugh, ya know, where you just laugh because you are so tired and everything takes on a new level of silliness. Oh man, Pops and Gigi are such a blast. That was definitely the best part of the trip. Me getting time with mom and dad and the kids getting time with their Pops and Gigi. The best.
So fun. So great to get away. So missed Carey. So glad to be back.
Then there was the constant spoiling of the kids by Pops and
Gigi ...
Definitely NOT the same people I grew up with.
I flew back with the kids on Tuesday ... all by myself. We all did pretty good. Victoria freaked out on the plane when she realized that she could not sit in my lap. I mean totally freaked out. I could feel the other passengers' blood-pressures rising at the sound of a ballistic 2 year old's screams and we had not even taxied out to the runway yet. Fortunately, some cheese popcorn managed to calm her down before we took off. We landed at Love Field 4 hours later and Riley talked Carey's ear off about all that we did over the past 6 days.
We had a super-fun time. I told Carey that mom probably laughed for about 10 hours of the 20 hour road trip. And it got to be that silly laugh, ya know, where you just laugh because you are so tired and everything takes on a new level of silliness. Oh man, Pops and Gigi are such a blast. That was definitely the best part of the trip. Me getting time with mom and dad and the kids getting time with their Pops and Gigi. The best.
So fun. So great to get away. So missed Carey. So glad to be back.