Hawaii

I have given Brent a hard time in the past for being a hoarder of Skymiles and Hotel Points. Well, I can make fun no more. He saved up enough to send us to Hawaii for our 10-year anniversary. We were gone for a week and although I love my boys and cannot imagine life without them there were some real perks to our time away.

1) I was able to go to bed when I wanted to because I knew that I would determine the time I awoke. (Sadly enough, I still got up at 7:00 am most days because my body and my boobs made me. I was hooked up to that breast pump so often I felt like a cow at a dairy farm!)

2) We only ate at one restaurant in Hawaii that you could order by number and that was just before we left the island. We were trying to reacclimate our bodies getting them ready for the real world again and I secretly just missed it.

3) When getting ready to go anywhere, I only had to factor in time for how long it takes ME to get ready and what I would wear. I didn't once have to ask anyone if they brushed their teeth, needed to go potty, wiped, or washed their hands. (If Brent failed to do any of the above, that was his issue. This Mommy was on vacation!)

We had a really nice time and I enjoyed just about every moment. I did drop my cell phone in the swimming pool:( All that being said, I think both Brent and I had just enough Hawaii by the end. Although we are husband and wife and have much fun together and enjoyed reconnecting. We are a family of five and we were missing three. I mean, Brent and I are funny but the boys, they are FUNNY!

My Oldest Son

The other day we were driving to Will's graduation from Kindergarten. Yep, you heard that right. Anyway, I was frazzled as usual to get everyone ready and out the door on time. (We are always late everywhere so I have reason to stress.) As we headed toward the school, Brent tried to put my nerves at ease reassuring me that we were doing fine on time and not to stress. Will was in the back seat obviously overhearing part of our conversation. There was a pause so Will jumped right in, "Is Mom stressed because her oldest son is going to be walking across the big stage?" ;)

Warriors

I knew life with all boys was going to be interesting so I guess I should have saw this coming:

A couple of days ago, the boys were playing in the driveway with their bikes and plasma cars. It was an amazing day, so I just left the door to the garage open as I came in and out because Isaac was napping. I heard the boys yelling, not in pain but more angry like. When I walked out, I saw Sam wearing a plastic fireman's hat and waving a fat, wooden stick (a log of sorts). Will had his bicycle helmet on and was grasping a large metal shovel. They were shouting at the little boys across the alley from our house who were also wearing costume but they had plastic swords. I asked Will what he was doing with the shovel. He said that they were going into battle against these little boys. Before the other little boys' mommy could call DFS on us, I called the boys inside and replaced their battle weapons with what seemed a bit more appropriate and safe. I took their picture with the modified uniform.

Enjoy!