So after two and a half years of parenting, holidays are still some of my most dreaded times of the year. No matter how foolproof you think your planning is, you still wind up exhausted and getting caught at least once with your pants down, figuratively speaking. Those of you with small children at home know that its almost impossible to get caught with your pants actually down, because unless you have a full-time nanny on staff, you rarely even have time to pee without some little munchkin following you and banging on the door the whole time, but I digress. Anyhoo, we survived our first holiday as a family of four, and I must say I'm absolutely exhausted. Taylor decided that she wasn't going to sleep or poop the entire time we were gone (which was four loooooong days), and poor Ava has caught what I can only imagine is probably kennel cough from daycare. Actually it's just allergy crud, but kennel cough does bring a pretty realistic description when you consider how crap always gets passed around daycares. Add to that the constant stress of bird-dogging that comes with having a two-year-old (who has all the grace of a bull in a China closet) is let loose in a non-childproof house full of expensive breakables. Seriously though, a big thank you Tim and Thom for hosting a lovely dinner, and even moreso, thank you for making sure there was wine on hand. Not sure my nerves would have made it without that glass of Cabernet!
My children, in their PJ's, in bed. Notice they're NOT sleeping? Yeah, I noticed that too, every night.
Family picture with an active two-year-old. This is why we don't pay money for these......
And then Taylor found Gracie's tennis balls. She kept chucking them across the room saying, "Catch!" In all her genius, Lovie started a pile under the couch. This worked until Taylor found the pile and I had to spend five minutes dragging her out from under the couch.
Look, exhausted people! And where is Taylor?
Oh, running around like a cracked-out blur. Aunt Jenny feeding her mass amounts of whipped cream may have had something to do with this, but I'm not sure.
Oh look! Calm adults having a nice conversation. Notice Dan was the only one out of our group that got to participate. That's ok Dan, next family gathering it's game on - we're letting you wrestle the hellions ;)
Aunt Cathey to the rescue! Thank you again Cathey for helping us with our little Bumble Bee. I definitely needed both hands available to stop Taylor from her various forms of mischief.
Finally we gave up and took her outside. Note that she doesn't have on leggings or a jacket, and it was only about 50 degrees out. Everyone assured me it was warm enough outside that she didn't need either of the aforementioned clothing items, so no one call CPS. And Tim, thank you so much for suggesting the soccer ball. It helped work off some of that sugar, lol!
So as you can see, our few hours with our family was just a tad on the hectic side. So, if we seemed a bit aloof, or just downright didn't make a whole hell of a lot of sense you'll have to forgive me. Sleep deprivation, combined with a lot of time in a minivan, topped with a miniature Tasmanian Devil tends to make me a bit ADD.
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