The Griswalds go on "vacation"

I've had an itchy trigger finger for a while. Haven't been anywhere for months.

The last place I "traveled" to was a hosptial, to have a baby. Not much of a vacation there.

Before that? Casper, Wyoming.

Like I said, not much for vacations.

We had the opportunity to spend the weekend in Park City. We jumped at the chance (thanks Ross' parents) to stay in a nice, spacious, little condo-ish thing on Main Street.

Only problem? We already had a busy weekend scheduled.

No worries, right? We're the Griswalds, we make it happen.

The place was ours on Thursday night, but we couldn't go because of prior commitments.

After running a butt-load of errands on Friday, we finally got to PC around 4 - settled in and wandered around, looking for some place good to eat.

The Monkey discovered tetherball and that it is important to watch where he's walking - in order to prevent falling.

And guess what - there are grasshoppers and flys in Park City.

Who knew?

So, we spent the night and the Squirt slept like a champ. In a port-a-crib. In the hallway.

The MOnkey woke up several times and I didn't get much sleep. The bed was too soft, the pillows to squishy and we had some temperature issues the entire night.

That morning, in typical fashion, The Squirt, well, squirt some of the contents of his diaper up his back and I didn't know it until I got him undressed for the bathtub. Good thing I had him on the white duvet cover on the hotel bed. Green poop everywhere.

Oops. Then, while trying to clean him up a bit, I lifted his legs a little too high in the air and he peed all over his face.

Sorry little chickermunker.

The Squirt does however like baths in the sink.

With that glorious start, we had a pretty lazy morning with all the other lazy people strolling mainstreet, riding bikes on mainstreet, along with a lot of strange men, "Free balling" on main street. Then we headed down into the valley to pick up Ross' new toy, his bumpy truck, go to a wedding, and see my brothers football game.

We made it to all of our commitments and criss crossed the valley several times in a few short hours.

Then, back to Park City for the night.

We got there at 11:30 - with both boys asleep.

Thing One made it the entire night, only falling out of the bed once.

Thing Two woke up several times.

I finally fell asleep at 5:00 am. Insomnia is not my friend - especially in a hotel room with three sleeping boys.

I'm exhausted.

We're home.

No pictures.

Okay, one picture. As proof that we really did go somewhere.