I ain't gonna lie.
I am pooped.
I mean, pooped.
I got back home a couple of hours ago from a one week trip visiting friends and family near Baltimore (and boy, was it fantastic!).
My husband couldn't go, so it I did it Hans Solo, which means, oh yeah, I already mentioned it...I am pooped.And because of the craziness, Friday's Oh! Snap Shots did not get done.
So, now you have proof (as if you didn't have enough already) that I don't have it all together. And yes, I could stay up until midnight tonight catching up on the blog, but honestly? I don't want to. My brain hurts, my son is watching iCarly and I really don't have the energy to tell him to turn it down, let alone ask him to turn it off, brush his teeth and go to bed.
And since my oldest is starting school on Thursday, it's gonna be another crazy kind of week. (I'm Hans Solo again.)
But, this Mama's gotta keep her priorities right. And I must soak up every last minute with my little red-head before he is an official third grader. I see Opie and Peanut growing up before my very eyes. And as much as I look forward to having more Mommy time soon, I recognize all to well, that these summer days are priceless.
So, here's some pictures from our trip for you to enjoy. It really was fantastic. I am so thankful for the friends God brought into my life while we lived in Maryland for such a short time. I could go on and on, but alas...
I am pooped. And here's just a smidgen of why I'm that way....
|Break #1 on the drive down. |
Shooting our car in the car wash... (Peanut shirtless from OJ spill)
|Break #2 on the drive down: |
Amazing playground. Stick sword-fighting.
The Casamento Casa.
Visit to the Hotel where we lived in Maryland.
Reminisced. Precious Memories.
The Manly Family.
|Playing at the Manly Mansion.|
Stayed with my Uncle and Aunt.
They took us to the National Harbor.
|The kids loved it.|
|At the Gaylord Hotel.|
|At Chuck E. Cheese.|
Their favorite activity of the trip.
(That's my fantastic Aunt Ann in the background)
Break #1 on the Drive Home
Airport Playground where we used to play.
|"You can take the boy out of the country...."|
|Watching airplanes land at the playground. (see it in the sky?)|
Can't believe the last time I was there, Peanut was in an infant car seat and I was strolling him around. (insert Mommy tears here)