Palm Beach (Galveston)

Our trip to Palm Beach this morning was pretty encouraging, but going to a water park with a three-year-old and twin 7-month-olds is a bit tiring.  I also had a scare when I temporarily lost sight of Carina – she had followed her dad up to the food counter when I looked away to deal with a blowing beach umbrella attacking the babies.

Also, it is hot out in July in Houston.  HOT.  I wonder how people had babies here before air conditioning, because I was totally stressed out watching the babies flush while they were napping.

We did get the babies into the water for about 15 minutes.  We had two floaty-ring-things for them.  Gavin says he was trying to secure the sun shade to Drake’s and had to keep stopping every couple minutes to keep Eleanor from floating away.  He thinks that was amusing folks around him.

I really like it that we try to get out and do things even though we have young kids.  However, I think I spent at least as much time preparing to go to the park as we spent there .  Not to mention the stuff is currently in a pile in the foyer waiting for me to put it away / into the laundry.  So, there’s a reason that we don’t go on jaunts like this every weekend.

Currently, Carina is hanging on my arm waiting for me to finish this blog post so that she can “do letters on my keyboard”.  I keep telling her that every time she interrupts my thought, it will take me longer to finish.  This concept is not getting through her little brain.  So, I guess I’d better go.

2 posts in 2 days.  That might be a new (After Twins) record.