Really Not A Vacation

Travel with little ones cannot be called a vacation–there was super little vacationing that occurred during out time in Cali.  Very little.  One night–a mere 2 hours of vacation in the 7 days we were gone.  Not bad considering.  But I am exhausted.  Even my toes are tired.  These kids wear us out.  The one night in Santa Barbara was gorgeous.  We sat on our patio, drank wine, and listened to an up and coming singer/songwriter put on an impromptu show for the 8 people hanging out in the pool (our patio faced the pool).  It was great.  Almost like we were on vacation.

Here are a few photos–I’ll post more about the trip later (although it was fairly uneventful–as my children were extremely awesome the whole time–it was scary how awesome they were).

One thought on “Really Not A Vacation

  1. That’s so funny — I remember when my first, Angela, started being “easier” and I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I felt like something must be terribly wrong if my life wasn’t an endless blur of exhaustion and stress and being on-call 24 hours a day.

    So glad you got away and had a “vacation”! Maybe you could meet me on one of my solo sanity breaks sometime — apart from Wannafest — where moms drink coffee in bed, and sometimes champagne in bed. 🙂
    .-= Anne´s last blog ..10 minutes in the life of a twirly skirt =-.

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