Day at the beach!

Saw today was going to be a beautiful day, so I made the most of it, and drove over to Destin. 

Going with two toddlers involves a bit of planning, but they had so much fun, and really wore themselves out in the 3.5 hours we were there. 

It's seriously beautiful water! I'm loving it.

Our Easter.

Here's some pictures from our Easter Weekend. 

I attempted to take the kids to an Easter Egg Hunt, but it was very crowded, and went fast. The kids seemed to like it, but hated the waiting part. (Me too, kids.) We managed to get a couple eggs, and I managed not to lose either of them in the masses. 

We decided to try out Tucker Duke's for dinner. All local products, and it was amazing. 

You know how sometimes you eat like fast food, and you just feel terrible afterwards? Totally didn't happen! We did have a food coma though, but can you blame me?! Look at this thing. (We both could only manage about half of it.) 

My cuties being cute at Tucker Duke's. 

And lastly, their Easter Buckets. I decided on these because they were cheap, and can be reused for our beach trips! 

Not too much candy in the bucket, I forgot to buy toothbrushes this year. But these Bunny Tail white cheddar balls are pretty tasty. 

We've hidden some eggs that have candy around the house and out in the backyard. Maybe someday they will notice them! 

Updated my blog.

Just fixed some things, and possibly broke other things. Go me! 

Oh, here are the munchkins at the park. 

I saw a sign that says the splash pad part will open May 1st. 

Definitely can't wait to check that out! 

Happens every time.

So kids have practically given up naps unless we have a really active day. Only problem is by then it's way too late to take a nap. 

Then there are other times, you TRY to get home before it gets too late. And then this happens. 

You pull up into the driveway, and realize they done fell asleep. Effffffffff! 

They were literally awake just 5 minutes ago! 

The worst part is, there is no transferring them inside. Oh no. If you are lucky, one of them is going to be so enraged that you woke them up, that they have a tantrum for the next hour. 

Guess which one did that? 

Those 5 minutes asleep charge them with the same amount of energy as an hour nap, which would've been really really nice for ME! Instead I got an hour long tantrum. /sigh 

Random ramblings over coffee.

Woke up to Wilson, sleeping between us. 

I get out of bed and look over the two guys in my life. 

I come out to see toys that didn't get picked up, and dishes that didn't get done. Maybe for some people that would be unacceptable, but for me, I just look at it and turn on the keurig. 

I hear a little voice, calling out to me. "Mommy, read book?" 

I go to see my daughter sitting in her crib, holding the hungry caterpillar. 

She's got the page open where the caterpillar eats all sorts of stuff. 

She says, "I eat cake!"

 *makes eating noise*

She is her father's daughter. She loves to make noises like him. 

We come out, and I go to fix my cup of coffee. I turn on the tv and our xbox one. 

We try to pick something for her to watch. 

She decides on Caillou. One of her favorite shows. 

I put some sugar and creamer in my coffee. I take a sip, and start to think about my grandparents. 

I think about how I remember how my grandma's coffee looked like mine. Creamy, tan. She used to let me take a sip, and would warn me, I probably wouldn't like it. She was right. I'd much rather drink her Five Alive juice. 

I look back over at my little two year old. 

I spend quite a bit of time, wishing it were nap time, or bed time, looking forward to when I can send them off on the bus, and have them learning at school. 

I know I should stop, because I think of the memories I have. And wish for that time back. 

What I wouldn't give, to be able to spend more time with those who are now gone. To share a coffee with my grandma, to hug her. To be able to see them once more. 

We can't though. The few memories, and time with those, I can cherish it, I can wish for more time, but I know, it is gone. And it won't come back.  

So today there is no wishing. Today, I just want to be present, and look at my two little crazies.  To hoard those memories, because I know one day, I'm going to miss and long for this. 

The last couple days.

The weather has been amazing these past couple days. Perfect Spring weather for playing outside! 

I've been trying really hard to get the kids out, and try to put in a little exercise time in as well. The scale keeps creeping up, and I know it's because I've been putting off doing any kind of physical activity. I enjoy being lazy, far, far, too much. 

Also, I enjoy eating. So I'm hoping to at least stop any more weight gain. I'm too short, I don't have much room to hide any extra luggage. And unfortunately it's not going to places I would like for it to go to.

So no huge life style change, just need to commit to maintaining what I have, and maybe make it less jiggly. 

My kids on the other hand, seem to be burning any and all fat off their little bodies. They are having so much fun, playing with all their sand toys, water table, going to the playground, the beach, they are really living the life! 

With beach time though, I have now found sand every where. I can't seem to escape it! Ahhhhh! 

Like everything else in life, I both love/hate the sand.

I hate it in my car, but love it on the beach. 

That story where your brother cut your hair....

It started out like any other typical day with two munchkins. I had to run and mail my defective laptop battery to the ups store. So I put the kids in the car, and since it was a nice day, took them to the park that was nearby.

They experienced their first tire swing. I might've spun them too hard on it, but they loved it, and no one fell off, or got sick.

Came home to a clean house. (Shocking, because I left it a complete mess) Got some news that is pretty nerve wracking to take.

Spent the next couple hours freaking out. The kids were playing nicely, running back and forth from the living room to Wilson's room. Then, like the nun in Madeline:




They found my crafting scissors. Callie's hair was in a pony tail this day. That pony tail was hacked off.
You might look at this picture and think, "Oh well that's not that bad."
And you are right. It's not bad. It actually reminded me of a very odd looking shag haircut. But it was way too shaggy.

I gave Callie and ice cream cone, and start trying to fix some of the damage. I'm no professional hair cutter, so I just kept trying to hack, and avoid ice cream cone melting everywhere.
She did pretty good considering, her brother had been hacking at her hair, and now her mother. But, I think when ice cream is involved, it's pretty easy to be cool with stuff.

I'm try to adjust to the fact that my baby girl got her first haircut, by her not even 4 year old brother. Maybe someday I'll laugh. Hopefully, this will be my only hair cut story. But with my crazies.. you just never know.