We're home safely!

I cannot say that our drive down, or back for that matter, went quite the way we planned. We left at the babies' bedtime, assuming they would sleep the whole way. Unfortunately, they had other plans. They didn't sleep NEARLY as well as we had hoped, and so we spent many a pained day and night trying to get them back on track, only to head home and be back in baby hell again. Summy in particular is having a really rough time. It's hard not to laugh when he tantrums, throws his spit (his new "angry" thing is throwing his spit at you, or trying to) scoots backward screaming, and flails like a dead fish. It's actually hilarious because you feel for the little guy. But it wears on you.

I am proud to say I did more than 1/2 of the drive back. But this left me no patience for the above mentioned antics. And when Summy is overtired, his night terrors return as well. Fun.

Just about the time I get them back to being sane babies, they'll be starting daycare, and have a new transition.

I am in total denial that school starts for me on the 18th. TOTAL denial. I cannot bear the thought. I want to run and hide somewhere with the babies so I don't have to. I want to kick, scream, tantrum, and throw my own spit.

So today and yesterday have primarily involved us passed out trying to catch up on sleep. I have one picture to share, my favorite from the vacation. The light was great but my battery died in my camera...bummer. But here are my beach bums, looking precious. I promise to try to post more pics and catch up on everyone out there in blogland ASAP.