A long time ago in a galaxy far before the third trimester began I agreed to go with Ryan to a conference in a nearby city just for one night so we could take the boys to the Space Center as part of their birthday present. As the trip got closer and I got less and less comfortable and memories of Vacation Wes were burned in my mind my attitude about the trip got worse and worse. But still, SPACE CENTER! Disneyworld for my nerdy little space-loving children! So we went. I'll post more about that when I have the pictures from that day. They are in Ryan's camera, which is still at the conference with Ryan. BOOO.
I was only supposed to stay Sunday night. But after we went to the Space Center we went to the hotel, which was very fancy and had elevators that went so fast it was kinda scary. After Ryan checked in the guy saw me walk up with the kids, called Ryan back to the desk, and gave us coupons to eat breakfast at the restaurant every single day of our stay. The $22 per person breakfast FOR FREE for FOUR DAYS for all of us (and Charlie counts as two eaters these days). I'll leave it up to you to decide if it was because the kids were that cute or Ryan and I are that smokin' hot. So the next morning as I was enjoying my free coffee, juice, brie, chocolate croissant, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and fruit (my off switch, it is broken) I wondered aloud "Maybe we should stick around another day. What's one day of preschool? I'm sure we could find something to do while you're in the conference."
So we did!
I was jealous of all the women in suits at the restaurant. NOT FOR LONG!
I LOVE those brothers. Look at them together then pinch me. Additionally, they have no qualms about swimming while fully dressed. In jeans. While it's sixty-five degrees outside. I spent a lot of time yelling "Stand up! You're getting SOAKED!"
Later it was time to play King of the Sand Dune. They looked like snickerdoodles. I had high hopes for this picture, a rare moment of cooperation, but even yelling "POOP" didn't get them to look at the camera at the same time. Charlie's been wearing his super cool conference-issue sine wave hat ever since Ryan put it on him Monday morning.
After the beach we had lunch at the Rainforest Cafe. Wes loved the animatronic gorillas (not pretend, don't even suggest it). Charlie, as you can see, was terrified. He preferred the elephants, they're plant eaters.
The simulated thunderstorm was a little too much for both of them and by the time our food arrived we were only using one of the six available seats in our giant booth.
They managed to peel themselves away when dessert arrived. Gummy worms in chocolate pudding for everyone. Including me.
When we arrived back at the hotel the escalator was broken so I had to schlep the snickerdoodle brothers right through coffee hour at Ryan's conference. I had almost made it (no small feat considering the hallway was about six feet wide and packed with people in suits) when Wes fell flat on his face and screamed on the floor for no reason. Tres professional. We spent the remainder of the afternoon taking the elevator up to the thirtieth floor, pressing our faces against the window to the outside, then yelling "HEEEELLLLLP!" as it descended to the first floor (only rule of the game: wait until you get an empty elevator) and raiding the conference's "Spouses' Reception Lounge" for fruit and pastries.
Today we returned to the smorgasbord for breakfast then the kids and I took the hotel shuttle to a wonderful park for "Toddler Tuesday." We played on the playground, ran around in the interactive fountain, and attended a free outdoor Gymboree class. The kids were exhausted and I didn't have the stroller so we took a cab six blocks home and fell asleep in a pile in the hotel room until Ryan came back at lunchtime.
Now the kids and I are back home and Ryan's still at the hotel enjoying the housekeeping service and made-to-order omelets. Tomorrow I have to squeeze grocery shopping, laundry, and a nanny interview (gulp) plus all the associated driving around into the four hours of preschool and then it's the All Mama All the Time show until bedtime. Ryan comes back Thursday afternoon. We're all looking forward to it.