We are officially on vacation and mike has deemed it a REAL vacation because he’s refusing to wear his watch (yet the man is currently on a run?). I’m deeming it a REAL vacation because I have zero plans to “do” my hair. And lex, well lex’s biggest challenge of the day is picking out a swimsuit (we brought 15).
This morning we woke up at the un-lively hour of 4am thanks to jet lag. And when we told lex it was still the middle of the night she proclaimed “mommy and daddy need coffee and I’ll probably need a margarita.”
She’s fully basking in my pregnant non-alcoholic drink glory and is thrilled we can share ALL our drinks.
Day one was a complete and total success. The wrist band color of the day was a lively pink that matched this mornings bikini perfectly, we managed to finagle a goofy meeting, and between the beach, the watersides, the lazy river, and the numerous other pools I think we shall be spending the rest of our vacation soaking wet.
Pretty sure there’s a trip to aulani in our future every year until the kids are sulky teenagers and refuse to find joy in sharing an inner-tube with their parents.