Anyway. I've been busy (LAME excuse and so overused). The kids and I went to Austin for a few days because John was "deployed" to Florida. I really have a problem using that word, but evidently the Guard considers it an actual "deployment" (snort!) even though it involves beach-front accomodations in Florida. After considering my alternatives, which included lots of me hanging around the house yelling at the kids....I came to my senses. I packed them up and headed down to my parents' house.
We had a blast doing pretty much NOTHING. Well, I did pretty much nothing. Becca and my dad were quite busy. One morning I woke up at 7:45 a.m. and came out to hear that they had already been swinging, had soft-boiled eggs in egg cups, fed the worms, watered the garden and baked a pie. All before 8 a.m. A match made in pre-dawn heaven, those two.
Andrew mostly just wandered around whining and wiping snot on everything and not sleeping. He did discover my dad's hat collection with much glee, however.
As for me, I ate queso for every possible meal, with an enchilada thrown in every once in a while for good measure. I saw friends, neighbors and my sister. I got to go to Chuy's with Ashley where I somehow ended up without my credit cards--and she had to pay for her own birthday lunch (Klassy!) I had a girls' night with Meg--grown up style, with beverages, sweat pants and bedtimes before midnight. I also took the best nap ever in a quiet room, with a ceiling fan, a white noise machine, a temper-pedic mattress and a gripping book while my mom took charge of the kids. Heaven. Pure heaven.