They say you become like the people you hang out with...let's hope so!

It has been 2 and a half weeks since I last blogged. Time really does fly by when you are having fun! I think about blogging, but then life and livin' happen and blogging time falls to the wayside.

So before I begin the blogging catch-up marathon, I want to share the following picture of my fav girlies at the gym.

Aren't they gorgeous.

So we went out to eat the night before I left for Disney. They stayed at the restaurant and partied, while I had to go home to pack -BOOO. Anyway, toward the beginning of the night I was up at the bar and this guy came up to me and said, "Your friends are hot and so are you."

I laughed. Hard. We're moms. Between us we have like 30 kids. Please.

But he's right. These ladies are hot. And they kick booty too. Some have 2 kids, some have 5. A couple have run full marathons and a few teach some sort of fitness class. All are in their 30's and a couple are very close to the 40 threshold. And all of them push me and are encouraging and inspiring.

And all are hot mama's!

I have heard that mental vacations make for painful vacations...

I like to think that I am an organized, detailed person. You kinda have to be when you have as much going on as I do. I love to make lists. Lists give me the delusion that I am in control. And I make lists of lists. Apparently I really need control.

We leave for Disney tomorrow!! Whoo-hooo. But wait, I just made my list yesterday. 2 days before the trip. I have no list of the list. Thus, I am feeling out of control. Very out of control.

Control is an illusion anyway, right?

This is the first vacation that I have taken in years where I have not been preparing for weeks in advance. We vaca a lot with some of our best friends and I am known for being prepared for almost any occasion and for making itineraries, almost down to the hour, for us to follow.

This trip is soooooooooooo different.

Apparently when one goes to Disney they plan it out a year in advance. And months before they arrive, they have their time at Disney planned out, meals, rides and all, with reminders being sent to their phone hourly. I, on the otherhand, have bought our plane tickets, our tickets to the park and I *think* I have a hotel. Oh, and did I mention that we are apparently going on one of the busiest weeks of the year?

Yeah, I'm behind the power curve.

I have been trying to figure out why and then it dawned on me. It's because I'm taking TWO of my children. Only half. One for each arm. One per parent. And the two older ones to boot!! I don't have to pack a bag of things to entertain them on the airplane or figure out how I'm going to drag a carseat through the airport, while carrying two kids. I'm not worried about where our hotel room is in correlation with a elevator, Walmart, dining facility & McDonalds. Or if it will be toddler friendly and hold two pack'n'plays. I don't have to pack a diaper bag, strollers for every occasion, bottles, sippy cups and snacks.

It's just Love and I and our big boys.

The ease of it apparently has me on a mental vacation already.

So while I'm sad to leave the baby sisters behind, I know they will be in great hands and will be getting LOTS of attention. And we will get to spend some quality time doing fun, big things with our big boys.

I am so excited!
Disney, here we come!!! (hopefully there is some place for us to stay...)

And now you can definintely tell them apart!

I did it.
I gave my girl her first haircut. And then cried.
Not because I did a terrible job (although I'm confident that no one will be calling me to do their hair anytime soon!). I cried because this is the first time that we've purposely done something to one twin and not the other. Now you can definitely tell them apart.

But, it had to be done. And for a while it stopped her from twirling any "rat's nests". Such a sweet, short lived time. She has managed to make a few very small ones at the back of her hair where it is the longest.
One can hope that that will be all that she does. Because I'd hate to have to go shorter!
Here are some pictures of my sweet girl with her short do:


She's still cute isn't she?! And then here she is with her "shisher".