I'm realizing I have a love/hate relationship with being on vacation.
I LOVE seeing my family.
I HATE that change causes my kids to go coo-coo.
I LOVE my children experiencing so many new things.
I HATE not being able to go home to my house at the end of the day.
I am still glad I chose to come to TX for this month even though at times throughout the day I think I'm losing my mind. I just have to remind myself I have those moments even at home in Utah.
The kids are loving it here. They love spending time with my family, especially Mia. My mom is so hands on with them and can get Malachi to fall asleep at the drop of a hat. I am grateful too for my brothers and the fact that whenever I ask them to do anything they do it without hesitation (and we know I need the help).
We have so many activities planned and I cannot wait to do them. I am including some pictures of the day we played at my cousin Coty's house in Houston (after dropping Jake off at the airport) with her little boy Jackson.
Me too. I think a week is the perfect vacation length
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