Smiling Mom

…the Hubby gets a tat­too??  Seriously.  When I left to San Diego his calf loo­ked like this:

And now it looks like this:

That’s right folks, his third tat­too.  One on his right shoul­der, recei­ved just days after BC was born.  One on his left shoul­der, recei­ved just days after eClaire was born.  And this one, recei­ved as we approach our fifth anni­ver­sary.  This one is for me.  As you can see, it is a scor­pion and a coy fish.  He’s a Scor­pio and I’m a Pis­ces, hence the tat­too.   I actually really like this one, and all the others.  But I’m just hoping that this will be the last.  We’ll see.  He says no, but I say yes. 

Update on the flight home:

I’m not really sure why I was so worried about the flight home.  Both of my kids were abso­lu­tely fan­tas­tic!  BC sat quietly and watched Cars for the (OK, I’m really emba­rras­sed to say the actual num­ber of times he’s see  Cars, so we’ll just go with) 15^th time while eClaire munched on a bag of pop­corn sent by Non­nie.  It was a very nice, calm trip home.  How lucky am I!??!

Today we fly back home.  BC woke up at 6:15 this mor­ning.  That’s bet­ter than 5:30, but still too early.  My guess is he won’t get a nap before we go, but I’m cros­sing my fingers!

eClaire will most cer­tainly miss her after­noon nap, so I’m expec­ting the worst on the plane.

It’s only an hour and 15 minute flight.

It’s only an hour and 15 minute flight.

It’s only an hour and fif­teen minute flight…

I can make it.

Hope­fully.

Honey, have that glass of wine ready for me when the kids and I get home!

Go check out her story.  I think I’d die!

*Edi­ted to inc­lude a link to Moods­win­ging­Mommy from Am I Going Mad or Am I Just A Mommy?  The things I for­get to do when I blog late at night!* 

Last weeks goals were:1. Exer­cise (I’m brin­ging my gym shoe to San Diego. Hope­fully Non­nie won’t mind watching the kids a few times this week!) Com­ple­ted! I wor­ked out twice this week.

2. Get my new blog site up and run­ning. Before your eyes, Completed!

3. Sur­vive both plane trips with a two year old and a one year old! I sur­vi­ved, barely, the first trip. Lord help me on the way back. Both kids will be without a nap. Yikes! Mis­sion 1/2 complete.

This weeks goals are:

1. Exer­cise Thurs­day, Fri­day, and Saturday.

2. Try two new reci­pes.

3. Recon­nect with Hubby. Is a date pushing it? Maybe we can have a date-in. That could be more fun!

I’m overwhel­med by my kid’s beha­vior this week. They aren’t horri­ble, just not great. So I’m loo­king for­ward to get­ting to get­ting home, seeing Hubby again, and get­ting back into my old routine.