Vacationing with this many little peanuts is about the funnest, craziest thing. We've got a 0, two 2s, a 4, and a 5 on our hands. All of them are lunatics. So loud and bossy and they have no idea what's going on but they want what they want and will holler about it! And it's awesome. But thank goodness for kid naps and beer.
This has been just the best. Why do vacation days fly by so quickly? Why don't I tan, ever? Why do we have to live so far from these people?