Brandon and Ava

Brandon and Ava have had the best time here in Turks and Caicos. They are good little buddies. We tried so many times to get photos of them together, but one would cooperate and the other wouldn't. So, here is one where at least they are both looking. There was a perfect photo of both laughing but alas, the flash didn't go off and it's too dark. Still in search of the perfect photo of the two of them ...but til then...

Turks and Caicos - a Happy Mother's day indeed!

We got this family photo yesterday before dinner since we were all spic and span after a day at the beach and pool. This may have been one of the few family photos where we were all looking at the camera! If all goes well, I'll blog about this trip - haha - however, if life gets too busy, let me say that we are in Turks and Caicos because Ryan has a month long garden leave as he waits to start his new job. We leave tomorrow after a week long of beautiful weather and gorgeous beaches! Luckily, my sister, Helen was able to join us as you can tell from the next photo. This is Grace Bay in Turks and Caicos in the Caribbean. All I can say is it was less than a three hour non stop flight, no time zone difference, two bedroom suite with laundry and kitchen (and of course maid service!). It was about as vacation as it could have been with two little ones and no nanny. (though Helen sure helped when she arrived half way through).

We are loving it - and are so sad to leave tomorrow. As Brandon asked me why we are leaving already, I had to ask myself that very question....hmmmm...?!

It's been a wonderful Mother's day. Ryan made a great breakfast of scrambled omelette, cinnamon rolls, toast and grapefruit. And we spent the next 4-5 hours at the beach making sand castles and playing in the water.

Sotong Goreng

Yeah. So it's been on of those days, or weeks, or maybe even months?

Ryan's working late, again.

I'm missing out another girl's outing, again.

It's 9 p.m. and I haven't eaten, again.

I'm tired, I'm hungry and well, I just ordered Sotong Goreng. I'm waiting for it to come on this cold, snowy night. (and yes, I feel badly that the delivery guy has to come out in this weather!)

I mostly feel guilty (not bc of the food ordered this late - well - a little) but, because I was so grumpy all day long with my little kiddos.

Has Brandon hit his terrible 3s? Yes, with great gusto!

It's Clash of the Titans, because he swings from SOOOOOOO infuriating to SOOOOOOO darn cute in a matter of seconds. I'm the poor helpless sailor crushed between the smashing rocks while my sweet monster child controls the storm clouds. Or is it the other way around? Am I Medusa showing her ugly reptile heads while my poor little Brandon helplessly turns to stone from my hardened glare?

I know the answer, and the only solace I can come up with tonight, is Sotong Goreng.