California

We spent this last weekend in California. We stayed at Ryan and Mel's and had a great time with them. It was a fun mini-vacation where we ate lots of good food, got lots of sun, and had a good time. The first night (after a disastrous effort to go to the beach...it was crazy windy and cold) we went to Outback Steakhouse and while waiting for a table Ryan and Mel dished out the quarters so Thatcher could ride the rides...even though it doesn't look like he is having that much fun, he really was in heaven.

The boys did great, but there were a number of mishaps. Ty and I felt like we were continually saying, "they never do this." I think I learned my lesson that when you are on vacation and want things to run as smoothly as possible, things that never happen do. Here are some examples:
- Thatcher woke up the first night crying like crazy and had a hard time going back to sleep
- James woke up at 2am consistently every night
-Thatcher woke up on Sunday morning with diarrhea all over the pac n' play and continued to have diarrhea throughout the day
- Thatcher was so exhausted each day that he was pretty temperamental at night.
- James spit up... a lot... all over Ryan and Mel's bed, all over Ty (numerous times), on my dad and I am sure on others
- Thatcher ate very little throughout the trip (very much not the norm for him)
- Thatcher's diaper somehow came loose when we were at the beach and he sprayed Ty when peeing, leaving Ty very wet while we walked up and down the Santa Monica pier