Dear Vacation Diary,
Simon is off watching indoor football with the Seaton men and Emily is off watching baseball (nodding off yet? me too -- the most exciting sports in the world) and the kids are miraculously sleeping at the same time in their respective cages so I'm turning to you to listen to my trip tales. We've been here for a little over 24 hours and already accomplished so much. You don't mind if I number my accomplishments do you?
a. We survived air travel with the kids. It's always, 'oh that wasn't so bad' after the plan touches down but in the actual air it's always, 'never ever ever ever EVER are we leaving St. Louis ever again. Ever.' Julia was mistaken for Sebastian's twin and Sebastian's brother by two separate blind mice on the plane
b. We took the kids swimming and Sebastian discovered his calling in life: very serious splashing with absolutely NO smiling. Even massive and accidental gulps of water that choked the professional splasher did not deter him from his task: splashing sans smile. Julia asked to get 'down' (up) the whole time and then got back in and then repeated over and over and over and over. My little creature of not annoying habit.
c. Simon kindly listened for the kids during their (simultaneous!!!) naps this afternoon so I could slather my entire body with spf 50 and go lay on a glorious raft in the pool with Emily and Sarah. I'm learning the hard way that spf zillion would still be no match for my skin tone (white out) as it feels as though I've rolled in the spikes of a zillion cacti followed by a roll over a salt lick. I won't go all hypochondi on you and say I'm suffering from sun poisoning but you really should feel sorry for me -- I got to bask in the sun sans whines, cries, diapers, and clingers for an hour today.
d. Speaking of kidless enjoyment, Simon and I got to go to Mass without the kids (yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, I fully support taking children to Mass but I refuse to admit that I didn't enjoy this uno Mass without them) tonight at the very church where we were married (or as Simon says, 'our boda place'). Many thanks to my Mom and siblings for tending to the tendees in our absence. And you're welcome, Paul, for aiding in your decision to never get married and have kids but to enter the seminary instead. I'm the glad the kids were so well behaved for you. I can't say that I'm surprised.
e. These are out of order but I realized I forgot the bathing suit that I wasted a lot of time and frustration purchasing a few weeks ago. After one dip in the pool wearing my running gear -- I plucked Simon from his reading perch and took him to his favorite place in the whole entire universe: the malllllll. It wasn't as painful as last time and now I have two exciting options for when we reopen our pool back in St. Louis.
d. I probably shouldn't have included letter e. Who cares? Not you.
f. Or the second letter d. Too much name brand sugary cereal and cable television for me.
Grace "what will tomorrow bring?!" Patton