We're coming up on another birthday in our house, and I'm in full prep mode. How could the boys possibly be turning three already? It doesn't seem right. I told myself that since we were taking the boys to Disney, we would not do a party this year because its always more work than I expect, it costs more, they won't remember it when they're older, blah, blah.
I wonder if Keith was chuckling to himself when I said that to him during a PM couch-sitting and tv-watching session. I know he knew I'd change my mind. I always do. Here is the simple beauty of having one set of twins: you only do most things once. Except potty training, that you start over and over again. But most other milestones you deal with once and you move on. Waking up all hours of the night? Sure, it lasted a while, but that's done. Bottles & formula? Done. Spitting up? Done. And birthday parties? They come once a year.
Which brings me to the spreadsheet and 2 pages of planning I do for the party. It's not an elaborate party. It involves construction paper for crafts, some music for dancing, cake and hotdogs, but I like to be prepared and I also like driving Keith crazy with my lists.
So before any birthday stuff starts, let's wrap up this trip, shall we?
By the last morning I had tired of the hotel's free breakfast and we headed to a pancake place. A pancake place where they had a balloon animal person! WHOA. We got dinosaurs. Dinosaurs that remind me a little bit of those diaper genie's. You know, you put the diaper in, twist it, and repeat, repeat? And then later you take the bag out and you see something like this...
Not seeing the dino part? Take a look at Blue, below. See the long body part, right? And then the green is his back. And close to Grady's hand is a leg, and the other leg is extending to the left of the picture. At the top is the head, the small white bubbles are teeth and the large white bubbles are the eyes that stick up above the head. See it now?
Breakfast went well, we all ate pancakes and Blue and Green sparred across the table.
And back to Sea World we went.
We went to a few places we skipped the day before. The dolphin nursery, my favorite. Loved this place. In college I worked as an intern aboard a whale watch boat. I did environmental education during a portion of each trip onto the water, but while we were watching whales I assisted in collecting behavior data. Each behavior has a code, and it was my job to stand there with a small clock to note the behaviors the whales do. Breathe, breach, sounding dive, spyhop, etc. When we stood around the dolphin nursery, just staring and enjoying, I found my mind wandering to those days. And naturally then when I looked back at the dolphins, I couldn't help but categorize their behavior. See the dolphin below? S/he was about to spyhop as s/he was checking us out. Most of the other dark shadows in the pool are small dolphins, there were quite a few.
Cole was in deep thought, too. I wonder what he was thinking.
Grady and Dada snuck away at some point to meet up with us later. They went and rode the carousel.
After we all joined up the boys wanted to see the polar bear, so we went into the artic exhibit. The beluga whales were being trained, which was neat to see.
We also went into the shark house glass tunnel exhibit. Neat.
Saw some frogs.
And then were getting a little restless, so we decided to head over to the kiddie ride area again. Cole wanted to play in a sand pit, but Grady wanted to take on this huge net contraption. I wished Keith luck as they set off. This plaything was huge. HUGE. And once inside, Keith realized Grady's feet fell through the netting, so Keith had to carry him through the whole thing. THAT is a workout.
When they rejoined us Grady looked happy and Keith exhausted. Next up, a very fun ride. I don't remember what its called, but you sit in it, you get pulled up onto a tower, and the tower drops you a little, then pulls you up, and drops a little, and so on. Make sense? Fun.
More spinning things.
And then, someone rode a big boy ride. For this ride kiddies needed to be 38 inches, and Cole was not. So he and I stood aside waiting for the other duo to get done. For a second I thought we could get away with it, but the ride operator actually pulled Grady from the ride to measure him. He passed, and was very pleased to get a paper bracelet that said "38" on it. He was very pleased about that, and his face beamed with pride, Keith said.
By now Cole and I were in position, and waiting to see the Shamu coaster go by with our two favorite people. Waiting...
The anticipation was killing us. Where IS our broder? Sorry for the blur below, but at least the tree is in focus, right?
Here they come! Look in the last car to the far right. Grady hasn't spotted us yet.
A little closer, but he's still waving at the big lady who was standing next to me. As a sidenote, I really like those stripes on the awning above the ride.
He sees us.
And he's still peeking at us. And up the ramp my big boys go!
WHEEEEEEEEE. I tried to get a picture of them in action, but holding Cole so he could see + successfully using camera=not happening.
Poor Cole said he wanted to ride it once he saw Grady do it, but I quickly mumbled something about being too short and then distracted him.
One more time on the ride that spins and goes "high in da sky".
Behind Keith you can see the huge net contraption he and Grady traversed.
After this ride, we knew we were on borrowed time. Everyone needed naps, we just needed to decide if we wanted to do more rides and go, or just go. The 5 minutes Keith and I stood discussing options was just enough time for the boys to decide they wanted to play in the water fountain.
Have you ever been to the beach when its a little cold, and there is a family from Ohio or something swimming despite the cold? 'Cause dammit, they've come a long way to the the big sea, and they were getting in regardless of temperature. I think that's what our kids looked like. And we let them.
They were so happy.
At some point they decided their clothes needed to come off, but we insisted that the pants stay on. And, I'd like to point out to the lady running the concession stand, that they did not catch pneumonia the next day.
They played in the fountain for at least 45 minutes before admitting that they were very cold. A quick change of clothes and a snack later, we headed home. For nap, to be followed by pool and mac and cheese. All good things.
At some point this day Cole and Grady each got a stuffed animal. Grady picked Pinnie the Pooh, and Cole got a shark. He named him Sharkiepooh. And later that night, after Keith and I put them to bed, we heard that little guy talking to Sharkiepooh after his brother fell asleep, so we let Cole come back into the living room for a bit. To play sharks.
So, that's it. A great birthday vacation.