Now that I have returned to the Land of the Internet, I can shamelessly whore out some pictures of my cuties from our trip.
The drive out was educational. I learned many things, notably that Short Stuff really WON'T sleep in the car more than about 20 minutes, no matter how long the trip. (Or, as we learned from last summer's ill-fated drive to the beach, what time you make the drive. We left at midnight, thinking he'd sleep the whole way, right? Wrong. SO wrong.)
I also was reminded that he really hates holding still, and he fillibustered the entire way on The Evils of Carseats and Why He Should be Let Loose. And since he's still not mastered the english language, he held forth in the universal toddler language of Shriek.
Also? My daughter had PMS. What I won't do in pursuit of relaxation, hmm?
Judge for yourself if it was worth it.
That first morning came EARLY.
And so is born his fascination with "trackers"
Long walks with his sister were great fun
As were the face-making episodes
Gardening with his grandmother
Relaxing? not one bit. But Short Stuff had an absolute BLAST. So it was worth it.