The weather has been pretty crap here, though. We get random bits of sunshine here and there, and when we do? We run outside like it's nobody's business to catch a few rays of it. I'm about 99.9% I'll be coming home paler than I left. I may be getting another spray tan when I get home.
For the record? I'm a huge fan of spray tans. They used to suck, I'm sure. I've seen that Friends episode. But nowadays, they are so much better. My sister and I have done them twice in the last month and we both looked like we just came home from a long tropical vacation. When in reality, we just got sprayed for 2
more like 30 seconds. It's pretty awesome. And I'm not a fan of the whole tanning-bed thing. I used to do it in high school, and now the thought of it makes me shudder. I have a child to live for and don't need to sit in the cancer box. Anyway. Don't send hate mail.
Our pool here is heated, which means the little kiddies can go in and not have the breath taken out of them, or get blue-iced lips. Emeline loves the pool, so she's thrilled. She told me. Okay, okay. Her smile told me. But again, we need sunshine to make all this vacationing a wee bit better. Luckily a little bit came out yesterday and we did enjoy some poolside time. The forecast is looking decent for today, too. Cross your fingers.
I've been beyond shocked and pleasantly surprised at how well my chickie sleeps on vacation. I literally thought it was going to be t-o-r-t-u-r-e. Our first two naps here involved about 20 minutes of crying/yelling, and after that? She's basically gone down without a peep. She sleeps in our massive bathroom in her pack-n-play, and we hung butcher paper over the window. It's pitch black in there, and she sleeps better than she does at home. We're talking thirteen straight hours. Not complaining, whatsoever. I'm thrilled.
My husband is the cutest and sweetest daddy ever. I realize I'm totally biased, but my gosh, the man kills me. I adore him and his relationship with our baby girl. I do feel super blessed.
Oh and humidity, water and pool time equals CURLS for this girl. She is so my daughter.
We went to a lighthouse yesterday, and when we got there we realized we weren't able to take/carry/wear either of the babies to go up in it. Which, was...uh....annoying. So, a bunch of the other family members went up and The Ones With Kids went out for a Mexican food lunch instead. It was (in my book) a win all around.
I brought my scale on vacation. Which I'm sure is breaking some Vacation Handbook Rule somewhere. But, I'll have you know that I'm so sticking to my Weight Watchers, and honestly? Not really at all having a problem doing so. Will I lose weight at my next weigh in? I don't know. But on Monday when I weighed in I had lost almost 2lbs. Heck to the yes.
I spent two hours catching up with my sister-in-law, Lyryn in the hot tub last night after the kids were in bed. I do not advise anyone to sit in the hot tub for that long. You will resemble a prune when you get out. You will feel loopy and woozy. Just saying. Consider yourself warned.
And because I can. A family picture.