It’s official – those two names together usually mean an embarrassing story to follow and/or disaster and/or a story we will one day look back on and laugh about (big maybe?)!!!!!!!!!!
Case in point:
Saltgrass dinner with Fulton’s and Consilio’s – Tara gets raw meat, I fall down front steps, Kennedy has a blow out with no change of clothes
Olive Garden Dinner with Fulton’s and Consilio’s – They give us our own little room in hopes that our “wonderful” kids won’t disturb too many people. The boys still almost knock over a tray of food!
Children’s Museum with Fulton’s and Consilio’s – Okay, I don’t think we are ready to relive this one yet – one day! One day!
Houston Zoo with Fulton’s and Consilio’s (and many others) – um, I can’t tell you what the Fulton’s did since we had so many people that no one could keep up in the rest of the crowd and we both had a hard enough time with what we had. Tara did get a good workout pulling a wagon with an icechest and two little ones up a parking garage ramp just a few levels :)
Surely you are getting the picture, right? No! Okay, let me tell you one more story and perhaps then you will completely understand…
Later in the week following the zoo, we packed our bags and we all headed to the farm. We had plans for the boys to play outside ALL weekend, get some adorable pictures of the girls and relax with NO responsibility but to relax and feed our kids on demand! (We plan very well) 40 minutes into the trip, I receive a phone call that we need to pull over, Kennedy has pucked. It was only the first of many over the next hour and half. Kennedy smelled LOVELY by the time we reached the farm. We arrive, the weather is beautiful, and, the boys take off to play. Tara is cleaning up Kennedy’s sweet little mess while I bring just a few more things in from the car. (Editor’s note: the rest is hearsay. I was at the car when it all happened!) Tara says to Jason: “Get the girls away from that window, it’s open! Jason: “It’s okay. There is a screen on it.” Tara: “okay!” All I heard were screams of two 1 year olds who had fallen out of a 3 foot window onto a cement patio. Kennedy had a nasty knot on her forehead, scraped up face, and a busted lip. Jordonna had nothing. Since they went out the window and no witnessed the landing, we aren’t sure, but pretty sure that Kennedy protected her BFF and landed first, padding Jordonna’s landing. Thanks Kennedy that was so sweet of you! After about 10 minutes of freaking out about the fall and vomit is cleaned up, we load the girls up and head back to town to Urgent Care to make sure Kennedy is okay. She was fine, up and playing in no time and we have yet one more story to WHY we really have the worst of luck on family outings. Someone said I needed a new friend. I said NO WAY! Tara and I are great together – we just need to leave the kids and husbands home.
By the way, this story goes into the list of “not yet, but one day we will laugh.”
Sorry no pics – Tara didn’t even bother taking the camera out of the car this trip. Oh, although I do have one pic of Tara opening the gate in her Mary Janes in the pouring down rain.
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