serenity now.

I took these pictures outside of the church this weekend. It really is pretty here. Especially in the stillness of a photograph.

But I still want to move.

i know, i know. . .

you thought I abandoned you! and the truth is -- I almost did. To put it bluntly, I've been too pooped to post! But I am back, with lots of things to share. Especially now that my camera is cooperating again. I'm going to ease into things with just two cute pictures of the boys fresh and clean from their baths.

 I know. It was wrong of me to keep this cuteness all to myself. I'll do my best not to let it happen again.

breakfast of champions.

I have eaten potato chips for breakfast just about every single day since we arrived on this island.  Salty, crunchy, oh-so-tasty, potato chips. The problem is that by the time we go home, I am going to need an intervention. Not to mention, a new wardrobe. See example: I open the refrigerator with every intention of grabbing a yogurt and some really good-looking blueberries that we picked up at the local (not-so-cheap) market. Suddenly, a little voice in my head says you're on vacation. eat the chips. And I do. Do I ever.

Even on days like today, where I resist their siren song at 9:30 am, I end up eating them for at least one meal. Tonight: second dinner. The worst part is that our first dinner was delicious. It was lobster! Seriously? What is wrong with me? This morning, when I asked Andy what he wanted for breakfast, he said potato chips. He doesn't even eat potato chips. Mom of the Year, right here:

Look at how big that bag is?!

note: I'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I ate potato chips the entire time I sat here writing this (so how sorry can I be), and Tom just asked, "Do you need me to take them away from you?" I do. I definitely do.

One day left.