Oh, Accomplished? We hate to use that term, but it feels as if we accomplished SOMETHING. We were that family. The family in the airport line with the kid on the ground kicking and screaming and the baby coughing and puking all over things. No wonder we just praise Teddy to no end, the girls can make him look reeeally good.
That's not to say that the girls were bad. The girls did great, I wanted to tell the people staring at Norah on the floor in disdain. Norah hardly had any fits. She loved everything and was enthusiastic and happy. Teddy was content and peaceful, happy to swim, happy to hang out in the hotel room, floppy and cuddly and smiling that contented little smile that he has when all is well with the world. Lots of chicken fingers and fries. As Vivi says, with her slurpy lisp and just a hint of urgency- the concern that she's not being heard- 'fingews and fwies!'
This was before Vivi swelled up like a rosacea puffer fish from her allergic reaction to the sun:
We had to alter our agenda a bit to keep Vivienne shaded. We spent more time in the hotel room than we had planned, and the girls trashed every inch of it and talked on the phones that we unplugged from their jacks. We took turns doing missions to the pool and we found a couple of fun, dark, shady restaurants for dinner. Yes, the Rainforest Cafe was one of them. Poor Norah had to deal with those thunderstorms and flashing lights every 5 minutes, but the fish tank was good. We even brought home a souvenir glass. Even through the puking and coughing and tantrums that it took to get us ticketed and through security and through 2 hours flight and the drive home. We have been to the Rainforest Cafe and we have the glass to prove it!!!
It was a total break from our routine, which was so nice. Now back to life, and its sadness, and all of the things that are not okay right now. Sweet angels be with my dear dear friend Kristi. She struggled for so long.
That's not to say that the girls were bad. The girls did great, I wanted to tell the people staring at Norah on the floor in disdain. Norah hardly had any fits. She loved everything and was enthusiastic and happy. Teddy was content and peaceful, happy to swim, happy to hang out in the hotel room, floppy and cuddly and smiling that contented little smile that he has when all is well with the world. Lots of chicken fingers and fries. As Vivi says, with her slurpy lisp and just a hint of urgency- the concern that she's not being heard- 'fingews and fwies!'
This was before Vivi swelled up like a rosacea puffer fish from her allergic reaction to the sun:
We had to alter our agenda a bit to keep Vivienne shaded. We spent more time in the hotel room than we had planned, and the girls trashed every inch of it and talked on the phones that we unplugged from their jacks. We took turns doing missions to the pool and we found a couple of fun, dark, shady restaurants for dinner. Yes, the Rainforest Cafe was one of them. Poor Norah had to deal with those thunderstorms and flashing lights every 5 minutes, but the fish tank was good. We even brought home a souvenir glass. Even through the puking and coughing and tantrums that it took to get us ticketed and through security and through 2 hours flight and the drive home. We have been to the Rainforest Cafe and we have the glass to prove it!!!
It was a total break from our routine, which was so nice. Now back to life, and its sadness, and all of the things that are not okay right now. Sweet angels be with my dear dear friend Kristi. She struggled for so long.
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