Some things I've wanted to tell you in the past forty-eight hours:
1. When I was a kid, I used to fantasize about having a cord long enough, and a car big enough (because we were not one of those two-kid families that rode in a mini-van. We were the kind of two-kid family that rode in a Ford Tempo, baby) to bring our television and VCR in the car with us. I LOATHED car trips as a child (I still don't love them, though the destination is usually worth it). Positively hated them, thought they were the most boring thing imaginable. Anyway, yesterday afternoon, using an adaptor of Brian's to plug my laptop into the CAR (for crying out loud) and listening to my children watch a Disney movie on the way down to the beach ... well, that was my Back to the Future moment. Keep your hoverboards, friends. I can watch a movie in the car.
2. I can list for you (as I'm certain you can for me) the most significant days (thus far) in my life. But do you remember many of your most fun days? Not life-altering, but just plain old fun? Today was definitely in my top ten. The kids and I are at the beach with my mom, who has a conference this week. It's been raining off and on here, but the weather is unseasonably bearable (in the 80's, with a breeze) because of the storms, and we've hit the beach twice today just to dig in the sand. In between we spent much of the morning at an aquarium, ate PB&J in the hotel room, had a quiet/nap time that was surprisingly restful to all of us, and ate ice cream from my kids' first ever experience with the ice cream truck. And it was just. so. fun. The kids didn't act perfectly, but perfect is never a requirement for a good time, and they have made sand angels and buried my feet and built sand castles to drive bulldozers through and watched sting rays and dolphins and dripped ice cream and more. They are even sleeping well in the hotel (Silas in his pack-and-play in the bathroom - don't judge me, I am shameless in regards to making sure my kids get the sleep they NEED so we all can function - and Asher in a bed with me, for the first time in his life). So fun.
Want to see?
(This picture is for Brian - that would be a life-sized Coke icee your son is enjoying. The apple doesn't fall far.) (And yes, we split a life-sized Coke-icee in the morning, then ate ice cream from the ice cream truck in the afternoon. We're on vacation! Sugar doesn't count on vacation.)
Happy Tuesday to you.