We went on our first family vacation. I say the term tongue in cheek, as I don't see it as our first vacation, but my husband does. First as in no one else but him, me, and the two kids.
I don't know how my parents vacationed with my brother and I in the car for long periods of time and NOT have something to amuse us (like the blessed dual DVD players we invested in a while ago). Of course, how I remember it, my dad drove like a madman trying to get from point A to point B in record time, while we sat quietly in the back seats like little heaven sent angels. I'm sure my parents remember that experience differently. Digressing...
We went to Six Flags/Discovery Kingdom. 10 hours at a park - no naptime. You can imagine that the kids passed out once we hit the car. My daughter has a new passion for giraffes. My son got a kick out of feeding sea lions a few fish.
It was a fun trip. Of course it included Thomas the Train.
The kids loved the hotel. Just the idea of the hotel room sent the kids in a spin. I need to find a way to market the energy of youth. I want to be powered by toddlers.
We got home in record time, compliments of my husband's driving. It reminds me of my dad's driving. I'm sure with enough Diet Red Bull, he may be able to keep up with my dad driving from CA to MO in 2 days. Nah, dad's legendary...
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