CRAZY -- Day 2

So....we're off and running. And so far everyone is still alive and breathing. I can't say as much for mine and Stephanie's nerves, however. Those are near fried.

My sweet daddy drove the boys and I into town to meet Steph and her kids. We were dodging all kinds of nastiness with the weather, so we were bound and determined to hit the road. The kids were excited to see each other, so for the first stretch in the car....it was smooth sailing. We might have had one minor Goldfish run-in...but, who's counting?

First stop....unload the stuff at the condo and take a look around. I'm as terrible as the kids when it comes to new places to stay....gotta peek in all the cabinets and doors. It is just the right thing to do.

Next up....eat. Vacations are all about food for me...so I was ready. We headed to McFarlains. Have you heard of this place? Not only is the food super yummy, but you get to sit at these funky tables that gradually rise up in the air. No joke. We decided to not tell the kids about the table, and just see what they did. Pretty comical. Steph and I decided it wasn't too shabby...it just aided in our being able to shovel our food in easier.

Next...IMAX. Because of the weather, we decided to do indoor stuff today. And we thought the kids would really dig this show. Not so much. They talked, swung on the railings, and flip-flopped in their chairs the whole time. Excellent waste of $30.

We should have saved our money....the show in the bathroom was a lot more entertaining. They have these hand-dryers there that are so super powered that it blows your skin into funky wrinkles. I would have taken a picture, but I couldn't wield my camera and have my skin blown at the same time. Just trust me....good show.

Next up...whiny kids. And so it began. Stephanie and I are now both hoarse from saying "Hush," "Stop," and "Settle Down," fifty-eleven times. The kids are extremely lucky I was medicated today.

Time for the moms to do something we wanted to do. We headed to the Amish Village...a little store that sells all things Amish. Surely the children can behave for a few minutes. Ha. We bribed them with Amish candy and got the heck out of there...pronto.

On to Glow-In-the-Dark Miniature Golf. I think that was probably the biggest rip-off of the century. I think we were done in no more than 20 minutes. And it just made some of the little people mad...because evidently we have some competitive issues in my household. And the moms paid to carry around their clubs and balls, since we were too busy chasing kids through the dragon decorated hallways. Weird and expensive.

Next up....really whiny kids. We decided it was time to find an indoor playground. No such luck. Apparently no one up here believes in those. So we drove. And drove. And drove. And the kids fought over Goldfish crackers, whose turn it was to play the Wii, and whether we had fun today or not.

Giving up on the playground, we headed to WalMart to pick up a few groceries. Gotta have gatorades and sugar cookies. And even more important than that....caffeine and cream cheese danishes for the moms.

Back to the condo. Whew. Big day. Surely the kids would crash. Oh, no no. We spent the next 3 hours trying to watch this movie.

The little people had other plans. Like wrestling. And running. And pillow fighting. And eating all that candy that we bought at the Amish Village.

Finally. After lots of threats and very few follow-throughs, everyone is asleep. Ah....blissful vacation silence.

Until tomorrow.....