Seriously, I have.
This past week, the magic ran out. There was yelling. Fighting. Boredom (oh the boredom.) Flopping around on couches whining, "I'm soooooo bored. I have nothing to doooooo." I turned into every other brain dead, summer drained, road weary mama. "Bored? I can list five things right now that you could do. I carted your buns half way across this country - TWICE - this summer. You've had adventures people will only dream of having. You're home for six days and you're bored? I have not talked to another adult (other than your father, and he doesn't count) in 10 days because I'm so busy entertaining you guys. Don't tell me you're bored. Go find something to DO." *end rant with big self indulgent sigh and a double eye roll.* Post rant, lock self in bedroom for 5 minutes not knowing if I should laugh or cry at the lecture I had just given. Must come out of bedroom at minute 6 because of the yelling, fighting and blood curdling screams. Don't want neighbors to call Children Services during the last week of summer vacation so I haul their buns to the park. Thereby feeding the monster. I am my own worst enemy!
All of that to say, in light of all of the torturous boredom I am subjecting my children to (obviously), I wanted to share a few pictures of our vacation in Maine... where the kids were most definitely NOT bored. Perhaps these children have become spoiled rotten to the core. I'm willing to entertain that possibility. Which is another reason I won't roll a tear Monday morning. The gig is up, little people. The day of reckoning is here (well, it will be on Monday.)
But I digress...
The whole reason we went to Maine was for Steve's sister's wedding. Kerry and Todd have been planning a destination wedding for the past year. It is a lovely place to get married, that is for sure.
On the drive to Maine, Olivia declared, "It's finally here. The wedding we've been planning for the past year is FINALLY here." Olivia and her cousin, Natalie, were Kerry's bridesmaids. They took their responsibility very seriously and as I told Kerry several weeks ago, "You do realized this wedding is NOT about you. It is all about Olivia and Natalie!" The three boy cousins were the groomsmen (bold move on Todd's part.) In my humble opinion, it was the cutest wedding party I've ever seen.
Perhaps this explains why. The sleepy little harbor town of Camden was super cute and quaint. And for this city girl, I'll leave the rocks for the kids and guys.
I guess it's because they would have rather been back at the hotel doing this. They logged in a ton of hours at the pool, in spite of the cooler Maine temps.
It was a busy week full of family and fun. I guess this is why coming home to a house full of toys, friends, books, bikes and parks is sooooo boring.