Wednesday was a pool day.
The neighborhood had this amazing pool… actually, 3 different pools
along with a Tiki bar and restaurant. A
and I took advantage of a couple tropical fruity drinks – my favorite! W loved the pool. S liked it too, but wanted to walk in by
himself – little daredevil that he is. I
also think it was just a tad cold for him.
The sun was bright that day and we all got a bit burned despite wearing
(and reapplying) sunscreen. We had lunch
at the pool and went around the lazy river too many times to count. W disappeared for a while with Nani and we
came to find out that they were hanging out by the water slide having a
blast. All in all, a really fun day. We noticed that S’s eyes were really
bothering him that afternoon. They were
completely red and teared nonstop. We
think he may have had sunburned eyes… or it’s possible that the chlorine and/or
sunscreen bothered his eyes. Not sure. He would not keep a hat on or wear
sunglasses. Luckily, he was much better
the next day.
Thursday, we headed to the Magic Kingdom again. I was a little nervous after our first
trip. When we arrived, I asked W if he
wanted to pick out a pair of sunglasses.
He said yes and I really hoped he’d wear them – he’s not typically a
sunglasses wearing kind of kid, but the Florida sun was intense. He found a pair he liked and did not take
them off the entire day. He absolutely
loved them. We went on Pirates of the
Caribbean first. I do not remember
getting wet on this ride, but we happened to be in the row that got shot by the
water cannon. S was not a fan of the
water, but W loved it and said it was his favorite ride.
Friday, the boys played with their cousins while A and I
packed and prepared to leave. It was
rainy once again so I suppose it was a good day to leave, though I wasn’t quite
ready. We ran a couple errands and
picked up lunch for the boys. We headed
to the airport and the traffic was absolutely crazy. It’s as if the entire state of Florida
forgets how to drive in the rain. We
tried to stop twice for gas, but couldn’t figure out how to get to the gas
stations – Florida also enjoys frontage roads that are impossible to get
to. I had dressed the boys in long
sleeves and pants in preparation for the cold weather at home. I think being hot and being in the car
forever took its toll on S and he puked all over himself and car seat. This has never ever happened before and it
was definitely not the best timing. I
told A to pull over and started cleaning up a hysterical S. Poor guy.
I also yelled to A, “F the gas, let’s just get to the airport!” (we were
laughing about this last night… I hardly ever swear, but I think this situation
provided good reason). It was also very
fortunate that W had fallen asleep, because I’m sure he would have participated
in puke fest upon seeing S. We finally
got to the airport after 90+ minutes in the car. Luckily I had packed a change of clothes and
we wiped down S and the car seat. Once
in the airport, S was his usual, happy self – trekking all over the terminal
and waving at passersby. You would have never guessed what just happened. Our flight home was delayed 30 minutes. It was uneventful, except for the last 15
minutes when the boys had had enough.
Can’t blame them. It was past
their bedtime at this point. They both
cried a bit, but it wasn’t a big deal.
One lady came over to us and told us not to worry, that it was always
worse for the parents and the passengers weren’t bothered. Such a nice thing to say when we were just
ready for the day to end.
So that’s it. I told
A that I was really looking forward to more family vacations and perhaps we
needed to take a spring break trip every year (or every other year) even if it
was just a short road trip. Quality time
is my love language and though there were a few challenges along the way, I
really enjoyed spending the week with family.