I was going to change my title to Mission Accomplished, but I really didnt accomplish surprising the kids like it was intended.
They found out early and not the day of our actual trip as planned.
So, it stays, Mission Impossible II. The location has changed, but the title stays the same.
Im no good at keeping secrets. If you have one, dont tell me, cause I cant wait to tell my best friends all the juicy stories I hear. At least I'm honest.
Thats why the mission is impossible. Heck, on this trip they found out we were flying again in December. Tim likes to keep them guessing and he wanted them to think we were driving. So, Im just the person who keeps spoiling all the fun.........
We left the emptiness of our home, starving, and had a nice lunch at a coney island where I didnt have to cook, or clean-up.
The kids scarffed their meals down in record time and we headed to our hotel.
Our room was very nice and the noise from the planes flying over head was not too bad.
The kids were anxious to swim; so swim we did. My plan was to let them tire themselves out.
Until they discovered THE HOT TUB.
The pool was very small; I mean some peoples bathtubs are probably bigger than this one. But they made up a game and would go from the hot tub to the pool, and from the pool but into the hot tub.
The pool felt freezing after being in the hot tub, and the hot tub felt very hot right after being in the pool.
Kids eat that stuff up.
After awhile I couldnt watch, it made me dizzy.
In the end, they were tiring themselves out and thats all I wanted.
We took a break, grabbed some dinner, and they came right back to play their silly game.
Then I had to break up their fun, make them come back to the room, SHOWER, and get in bed.
I am such a mean mom.
Ask them.
I watched the clock most of the night cause one of my kids was just too excited to sleep and it wasnt the baby. She slept through the night, of course because mom wasnt sleeping. My oldest couldnt settle down. When my kids are awake I cant sleep. They all have to be sleeping in order for me to fall asleep. I dont know why, its just me.
4am came and I must have slept some because I remember hearing the shower running but didnt hear Tim get out of bed. He wanted to sleep until 4:30?
I guess he was a little excited too.
Our goal was to catch the 5:30am shuttle. Which we did with only a 3-4 minute wait once we got outside. It was chilly and I had us all dressed for the Florida weather.
We breezed through the airport, with check-in and security. And once we got to our gate it was a mad house.
We found an area on the floor and claimed it as ours, set up camp and I let the baby have some freedom of movement since we were going to be attached to one another while on the plane for 2 ½ hours.
I made Tim change our seats on the plane from the middle row to the end row, because I had no idea how the baby was going to be on an airplane.
I just feared that she would be one of those kids who cried non-stop the entire plane ride. I was wrong. She was just perfect. And the people around us couldnt get enough of her. Plus with the four kids, I envisioned them taking turns and having to get up to use the bathroom every 10 minutes.
Except for my motion sickness, everything went well.
But if you ask my oldest son Matt who sat inches away from the older lady who was sleeping; her snoring was AWEFUL!!!! I have to agree with him. She was sawing some serious logs.
I guess some people can sleep anywhere.
Up next: Our first time on Magical Express and some pixie dust
for you
Maybe I should be brave and start them again!
sorry for taking the spotlight for a bit. So, for all of us,,,,,,,,,
just a little joke.
