1. the battery in my good camera was dead (I didn't get around to charging the camera battery this week even though I thought about it every single day), so I had to use my pocket camera, and
2. apparently the lens needed cleaning, either that or there are ghosts hovering in almost every photo I took, and finally,
3. My children were there.
and her cousin Jocelyn
and eating all the Hershey's Kisses off our table.
Isn't it amazing what she gets away with when we are preoccupied?
But while the boys didn't much enjoy the wedding, they definitely had a ball the next morning at the hotel pool.
Aliza also rejoiced in the luxury of the swimming pool.
The boys have scared me a little with how relaxed they got exactly two times in their lives. The first time was the first time I gave them Clonidine. They were both so dazed and glassy-eyed, I called the doctor, very alarmed. The second time was today.
The hot tub at the hotel wasn't very hot, and the sign said it was for ages 6 and up. So we figured if Aliza was allowed in (with adult supervision, of course), the boys, at 5 1/2, were close enough to 6 to give it a try. Well, they loved it. They loved the warmth and the jets. And Zack was so relaxed, I thought he might take a little nap on my shoulder. I started to encourage him to get out, it was so out of character for him to be that calm. I mean, this is the kid who can't stand still, ever -- if he can't move around, he'll just jump in place.
It was nice to see them so relaxed, though. We are wondering whether we should get a jacuzzi put in at home, strictly for therapeutic purposes, of course. You know, after our powerball numbers come in.