June 28, 2011
Well, we did it. We survived a 5 day weekend trip with a 4 year old and a 9 month old in a single hotel room, all alone without the (AWESOME!) grandparents along to help out. Despite a few meltdowns here and there, it went really, really well. And I think everybody had a blast.
It was Maggie’s (and Audrey’s) first time staying in a hotel. They were into it.
We spent lots of time catching Maggie at the bottom of the waterslides. She could totally stand up in the water and it only came to her knees at the deepest part, but she’s a cautious one, that kid.
She had fun, though, and that’s all the matters.
It was also the first time we spent multiple meals in a row at restaurants with Audrey. Maggie was always a very easy restaurant baby. Audrey is… a little more of a challenge. She’s not BAD in restaurants, just NOISY. She screeches and howls while she eats. It’s hilarious at home, but when we’re out… it’s a little stressful. But we managed to keep her moderately quiet and nobody kicked us out. She also ate about 35 pounds of mac and cheese and now munches on french fries whole.
Maggie decided to put on some chapstick and get all fancy in the car while we found a dinner place one night.
All of us girls took naps on Friday afternoon.
We became those obnoxious people who put their babies in a bikini. BECAUSE SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS. OMG.
I even had some time to relax and read while the baby napped and Dan and Maggie played at the arcade.
Maggie and I also played at the arcade. Due to either a technical malfunction or my awesome skeeball skills, I won 250-something tickets for Maggie.
We made a music video.
On Sunday, we headed to a nearby amusement park. Much fun and people-watching and ice cream was had by all.
There was a minor incident at the gift shop when Maggie wasn’t allowed to get a pink stuffed animal she SO. DESPERATELY. WANTED. As you can see, it was quite the scene. For like THIRTY MINUTES. We ignored it for the most part and stuffed her with french fries and then all was well. Until later when she saw another little girl carrying the exact thing she wanted. Then there was pouting. Which we also ignored. FOUR YEAR OLDS, GAH.
We stood in line for a lifetime for the train and it was a pretty boring ride, but when you have a kid like this, you do what you can to make her happy.
And SHE loved the ride, so whatever.
Before we headed home, we stopped at the beach for a few hours. Audrey ate 27,392 fistfuls of sand and we built a sandcastle.
We got home yesterday afternoon. Even though we had a great time, I think everyone was glad to be home. Especially Audrey after being cooped up a lot of the time in the (largely non-baby-proofed) hotel room. Now she can crawl around and chew on toys and grin like mad when Daddy walks in.