Sunday, May 26, 2013

Our Kind of Vacation


We don't get to go on too many traditional vacations. It's just kinda the way the ball bounces when the ransom for your children is so stinking financially high and requires ya stockpiling your vacation days for travel overseas. But we make do!

2 years ago - right before Mebbie came home - Laura, Meron and I went to spend the day in Chattanooga. It was a blast and since we're on the cusp of bringing home Zechie - we decided to do it again!

It was a surprise for the girls and they were pumped! We started off riding the carousel - Laura snapped pics cuz spinning in circles isn't festive to her...


The girls rode horses... me? I rode a fish at Meron's command. Don't ask...


Fish or horse... it didn't matter - we loved it!


Next up? Swimming suits and splash pads baby!


They were loving it!


The joy on their faces was unmistakable!


And pretty sure this look NEVER left Meron's face!


Cuz she was WINNING!


Then Mebbie rode a horse...


so of course so did Meron!


At one point, Mebbie got disoriented from all the spraying water and was wandering in circles - a little lost. We turned it into a photo op...


Next it was a quick dry off, change clothes and a quick pizza lunch before we walked across the cool pedestrian bridge to the downtown Chattanooga area.


We only needed one break too!


Once across we headed STRAIGHT to a playground cuz Meron was DEADSET on swinging!


Mebbie was too!


Even Mommy joined in on that fun...


There was exploring...


Some more swinging...


And even some... flying??


Then - there was this crazy spinning seat thing that was AWESOME!


Meron kept spinning so fast until she had to scream out "HELP ME!"


While I headed back to grab the van so the girls didn't have to do the long walk again - they partook in a little Ben & Jerry's ice cream!


Next they cozied up to a horse who proceeded to take us on a quick tour of downtown...


Of course we get the one carriage driver who has a sister who has adopted 3 times so the conversation was right up our alley!


We climbed some mountainous steps simply because they were there...


And then everybody was starting to show some fatigue!

We packed up - and said our goodbyes to Chattanooga. After a brief snooze for both girls we had a quick dinner at Cracker Barrel and then finished the trip home...


The girls got their baths, hugged on Clay Bear a bit and then got tucked in after some prayers and some kisses.

Then the real fun began. Laura and I quickly assembled some ice cream sundaes, set the Pandora KidzBop station to STUPID LOUD and started dancing our faces off to "All The Single Ladies!"

The goal was to see how long it would take one of the girls to come out of their room to see what was happening.

It took Meron about 30 seconds - with a stunned, confused look she asked:

"What's going on?"
and all I said was "Come dance!" - she leaned in to the bedroom and yelled
"Come on Mebbie - it's dance time not bed time!"

And then an all-out dance party ensued.


I am pretty sure the girls thought that we had finally lost our minds. Best part was - it took 'em no time to lose their minds with us!


After a couple songs they spotted the ice cream - TRULY thought we had lost it - but proceeded to scarf it down. Meron's comment was:
"I don't think we've ever had two ice creams in one day!"
After the ice cream - the girls got to pick a movie and watch it - late night fun with them never gets old!

Quote of the night came from Meron when she said:
"Zechie ain't coming home to some boring sitting around family. He's coming home to a crazy family... and he's gonna love it!"
Girl we hope so. We really, really do...

4 comments:

Kari said...

How totally, completely awesome! I am sooo stealing some of your ideas! :)

Anonymous said...

What an awesome day. Great memories...for you all. Awesome.

Anonymous said...

wonderful memories are often made spontaneously - you guys are so good at that! love it for you sharing!

Anonymous said...

That makes me laugh. Those are the things they will remember. What a blast to be a Hoffman!

Susie Sanders