no mas niños, more siesta

Lest anyone think I really think I hablo Espanol, I know a total of ten words. Words like taco, burrito, guacamole and uno, dos, tres. Ole!

Where's my sombreo?

Anyway. Great start to a post Julia. Really keeping your readers attention.

So 3 and 1/2 years ago we were blessed with a bouncing baby boy who required very little sleep to maintain his then sedentary lifestyle.

Fast forward said 1275ish days and the sleep to kid to parent ratio is still heavily in favor of the kids and not even close to being fair in the sleep department. My dark circles have gone from dainty to druggie raccoon.

So when my soon to sainted in-laws offered to watch our posterity for 2 days so that we could escape we were almost too tired to say heck yes. But we did. And we packed up our rolly bag (twice because Rad thought it appropriate to empty it. 14 month olds don't realize the necessity of People magazine.) and hit the road to a local Hyatt less then 30 minutes away.

Let's leave the kids and take a selfie. We can call it "responsible parenting".

And Rad keeping vigil for our return.

This is where the post gets a little PG-13.

Because we did what every married couple would want to do for 13 hours straight.

It starts with a S.

Sleep people. Sleep.

By PG-13...parental goodnight for 13 hours. What were you thinking? Geeze Louise.

Jake asked if we should make ducks faces to go along with our post 13 hours of sleep selfie celly shot? We did and you're welcome.

See the dark circles? A liar I am not.

And it would be nice to insert some awesome deets of stuff we did while we were away, but really it was a lot of sleeping, eating, sleeping, eating, reading, going to the movies, eating, eating, eating, sleeping.

Totally true story. We ate that much.

A free cookie from the front desk. Why yes we'd enjoy that. 

Party rockers in the house tonight...

We did go on some walks around a local park and the temple grounds. I tried to convince Jake it was a good photo op and he responded: "You take way too many pictures."

Every party has a pooper....

And to be 100% honest with you dear reader...it was a little uncomfortable being without the kiddos at first. I mean we were happy to not have the back seat driver duo sharing their thoughts on everything from preferred sippy cup color and asking what every song on the radio is about (which usually leads to reconsidering song choice...) but it was a little bizarre. Kind of like a awkward first date.

Julia: Do you think we'll say "shablam" when we get old?
Jake: I don't say shablam now.
Julia: Oh.

Rillll good conversation going on.

After I complimented him on how handsome I thought he looked he said, "Tell me something I don't know."

And after two nights of good sleep in a row Jake commented, "Wow you're in a good mood. It's weird."

Let's do this again real soon.

I like being in a good mood.