Get-Outta-Town

We did. 

A couple of weeks ago. 

To Maui. 

And it was lovely.

We were only away for three days...

But the three days were perfection. Ask Olive.

"Best castle ever." That's what she said.

True dat. It's hard to go wrong with the Four Seasons Resort at Wailea. 

We ate like labrador retrievers. We laid like beached whales. We slept like sloths. 

It was everything I hoped for - and more.

Your wallet will be lighter upon departure, but so will your spirit.
I'm ready to deliver baby number two now.
Kinda.

Spring Break

Photo above plucked off Pinterest.

In celebration of my husband's upcoming birthday in April and Quinn's impending escape from my womb in June, I booked the family a hopefully-relaxing trip to Maui. By the time we go, le huz will have finished launching a project at work, and I will have wrapped up two of my own. Le sigh. Of relief! A charging of spirits is much-deserved after months of hard work on the part of le huz, and a last-hurrah for the rest of Olive & Co. before the cycle of sleepless nights begins is an absolute necessity.

White-sand beaches and clear waters for Olive. Spam musubis and snow cones for le huz and me. My inner manatee* is ready to be unleashed.

* I've gained 26 lbs to date, but have two plus months to go. Eek!