Its been awhile since we've done a weekend away with the girls. I was determined to get the girls to the beach and to get myself out of this house. Michael went along with the plan, though, I am sure he thought I was crazy.
It was a good weekend, but not an easy weekend. The girls loved it. I enjoyed being away from our regular routine. We checked out local beaches, took in the Bayview Farmers Market, and headed up to Coupeville for lunch.
The girls loved playing in the yard at the Farmhouse. There was no neighbors nearby, so all the screaming, running, and chaos could be enjoyed without limitations.
Our low point of the weekend was visiting a local mexican restaurant, La Casita, or something like that. The clock is always ticking as soon as we sit down, as Makena is not so good at dining out. In hindsight we should have bought frozen pizza at the grocery store and ate in. Nope, naively we went for Mexi. Neither of the girls were listening or acting nice, and then Makena in one quick move, shoved her plate, with rice and chips, across the table and careening off onto the floor, food flying everywhere. I swooped her up and took her outside for a timeout, which she sort of understood...I hope. Michael said the hostess came over and said "Oh Dear". You know you've really hit rock bottom when your making too much of a mess at a Mexi restaurant! Not two minutes later I look up and Makena has somehow reached over and has grabbed two large fistfuls of Madelyn's hair and is pulling them and yelling, like she was grabbing the reigns on a horse...only it was her sister's head. All I could do was say something like "Aghhh ...Ahhhhhgggg" and point. Michael just about ran with Makena out of the restaurant, while I yelled "check please!!"
We had more than our fair share of tantrums, screaming, whining, and horrible behaviors while eating in a restaurant. But overall, it was still a good weekend. Or at least I'm trying to convince myself. I crack up when thinking about it because I have multiple friends who have taken their kids traveling far and wide. To places complicated and way more exotic locations - Thailand for a month, the Phillipines for a month, Hawaii, Boston, etc...and all of them seem to do rather well. We tried Whidbey for a weekend and I am pretty sure Michael was ready to hitchhike back home at several points. Somehow, someday this will get easier. When...and how we will get to that point is a complete mystery to me.
I guess we just keep trying.
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Not that long ago I had to drag a screaming, dead weight Gray out of a very nice sushi restaurant in San Francisco. You are not alone.
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