Okay, so the obvious has happened in that I was not able to catch up here on the blog last month because last month happened to be December and I count it a blessing that it was a very full month with family and friends and fun things and celebrating how Love came down to us. Which meant that my game did not increase from two posts a week and rather decreased to one post a week, if that. And now, poor little Thanksgiving is still patiently waiting to be acknowledged around here.
Buuuut, it’s all good. January is looking to be nice and uneventful and I’m brimming with New Year resolution to keep plugging away and one day I’ll get there and be current to the times. Ha ha. Until then however, back to early November we go…
Day two of our little weekend getaway:
Kids rose bright and early and Mikey put Daddy right to work building his latest Lego acquisition. Daddy wondered aloud why kids getting new toys always means increased work for him. I merely smiled, patted him on the head, and carried on. I’m glad I’m not the dad.
Meanwhile, the kids were otherwise engaged…
Grabbing a few minutes to enjoy the glimpse of “ocean view” from our room.
Then we mostly pulled ourselves together and headed out to see the sights. That’s Allie keeping a finger on her sunglasses because she was afraid they’d slip off, fall through one of the cracks of the pier, and drop into the ocean never to be seen again. Irrational? Not if you take into account how she managed to lose one of her flip flops in just the same way the last time we made them walk on a pier.
There was a sign that said pelicans bite stupid people. Or pelicans have long beaks and aren’t afraid to use them. Or something to that effect. So naturally they had to see exactly how close they could get…
My people.
But, excuse me? When did these two get so big? And who told them they could do that?
Well, at least I still got this little guy.
This stuffed monkey is his latest new love/BFF. From Legoland. To add to his millions of former loves/BFFs at home.
I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall by my Squishy.
Sometimes it’s a lot of pressure being the forever baby in the family.
And then he ditched me to join his crew up ahead.
Still pushing that pelican envelope.
She loves when her daddy does this.
After the pier, we found a market to load up on the essentials.
Then we hit the pool.
It wasn’t exactly a warm day, but they didn’t mind.
Especially cuz there was the “hot pool” to warm up in when they got too cold.
Such a hard-knock life for these two.
Squeezing in a quick foosball game before they had to take off for their Midway overnighter while the rest of us hung out at the hotel.
