Bed & Breakfast

Yesterday my family and I went to a bed and breakfast located about 90 miles from my house. I was excited to go - a little getaway for my family while my husband attended some board meetings. We arrived in the evening, ate a little bit of supper (buffalo burgers - yum!), and made some smores over a campfire. My son played with some of the other guest's children. My son and his new friends went in and out of a tent, caught some farm kittens and "held" them (poor kittens), and ran around until bedtime. My son was so excited and wound-up that it took him over an hour to fall asleep - it was almost 12:30am when he finally nodded off. I was having trouble falling asleep, too, and had just ventured into dreamland shortly after 1:00, when my daughter woke up. She was up crying, and she was up at least once an hour for the rest of the night. I think maybe I got a grand total of an hour of sleep??? My husband didn't fare much better. At six in the morning I decided to go home. I put my kids in the car, grabbed some homemade rolls from the gracious hostess, and was home by eight. I took two naps today, but I'm still pretty worn out.

I'm really hoping for a good night's sleep tonight.

Up

My baby girl's motto:
Up All Night, Nobody Sleeps.
I'm tired.

Pics

I took my kids to a local department store to get their pictures taken yesterday. I have been to this portrait studio many times and am usually pleased with their professional photos of my beautiful children. Yesterday, however, was a different story. First and foremost, my son did not have a nap that day, so he was not his normally cooperative self. Second, my daughter fell of a chair (caught by the lightning-reflexed husband of mine, thank the Lord). She was unhurt but crying and scared. She was also fascinated by the cute little bows on the hem of her pants and not at all interested in looking at the camera. Third, the lady taking my kid's pictures was very new and not very good at all. I suggested the poses after a few moments of her standing looking blankly at my wiggly children. She didn't work with my kids well and was not in control of the photo shoot at all. The camera came unplugged. Another photographer came in and took the last pictures for me, probably because she saw what was happening.
The pictures turned out okay, sort of, but I didn't buy that many. I think I will schedule my next photo session when this photographer is on vacation.

Traveling

We recently returned from my family reunion in Texas - I think everyone had a great time.

My son's highlights: airplanes, people movers in the airport, swimming pools, a canoe ride, and potato chips.
My daughter's highlights: lots of grandma time, new teething toys, and a new tooth on the way to Texas (noticed by Nana at the baggage claim in the Dallas Fort Worth airport).
My husband's highlights: the family church service (with lots of "Amen's" and real Bible truths), swimming, seeing his father-in-law, and thankfulness that his kids traveled well.
My highlights: Time with my family (my mom, dad, and sibs) and also all of my fun and crazy relatives, thankfulness for my Godly heritage, wearing a swimsuit and looking okay, and Gaptime.