The beginning of the week was a quick trip back to Orlando to enjoy Sea World at night with Nonnie, and then the Magic Kingdom again, and then Sea World one more time before Peta leaves. It was a great little vacation with Nonnie, Papa Pickles and Auntie Peta. The boys were awesome travelers once again, especially when it was so cold and we spent some long hours out and about. We also celebrated a little Christmas with twin friends and that was extra special, too. How lucky are we to have found such wonderful MoMs and their wonderful children? I know how much happier I am with all of them in my life. Then, one last trip to Busch Gardens with Peta, too, and a last visit with Santa as well. The boys loved climbing all over Busch Gardens, but Raleigh got a little over whelmed in the Sesame Street tree house, but he survived and everyone still had lots of fun. Raleigh went on the roller coaster with Peta, but Gus decided he didn’t really want to go, so we had fun watching them roll around instead. Than, we went driving around looking at Christmas lights the night before Christmas Eve and although it took the boys a while to figure out what we meant by just looking at lights, they did finally get it. Whew, I thought I was going to have to jump out of the car if Raleigh asked “where we going?” one more time! The little monkey was adamant that it was fully appropriate to say “Happy Halloween” the entire time we were looking at Christmas lights as well. I guess he has quite the affinity for Halloween!!! Other little jewels from our sons’ mouths included a segment about how Raleigh’s penis was big, and of course, according to Gus, Santa himself was singing every Christmas song that we heard on the radio. How precious?
We were having a lovely time Christmas Eve opening presents and watching the boys play with all their awesome new toys (mostly diggers/tools/fire trucks/and musical instruments), but when we finally got the boys to sit down for dinner, Gus told us his tummy hurt and proceeded to puke all over the table. Joys of the holiday. My good friend Jennifer has always told me it is not a holiday until someone pukes. As a mother of three, she is so right!! Besides the throwing up, both boys were acting as happy as clams. Gus moved into real big boy territory though, because he was able to tell us his tummy hurt from that point on, and walk himself over the the toilet, step up on his step stool and vomit into the toilet himself. Wow, that is another sign they are growing up, right? Raleigh was fine and ate a full dinner, so we thought, maybe it was just too much excitement, but alas, no, we heard Rals throw up in bed around 2:30 am. That was his only vomit incident, but both boys are not eating and are pretty lethargic. Although, yesterday, it was nice enough to get outside, so we did get a few walks and rides in the neighborhood in and you would have never guessed they were sick.
Here is a little slide show of our holidays. For those of you reading this blob, thank you. I hope you enjoy a glimpse into what the boys are up to, and the crazy things they come up with all the time. We all hope you had a magical holiday season, and and even better New Year!
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