Beach Here We Come

This has been a fast month. Shane switched jobs and had a whole two weeks off work. I do not think Shane has ever been out of work two weeks in his life. I had a list so long of stuff for him to do that I am sure he was glad to go back to work just to get some rest. In the meantime, we took a couple of days to go to the beach. First stop, Waffle House! We are frequent fliers at the Waffle House so we thought to get a picture at our home away from home - a consequence of living the 3rd shift life. There are only so many places that you can get breakfast at midnight. We have met a lot of really awesome people at the Waffle House and occasionally the boys have even gotten some money now and again from random people, just for being so cute. This day, all we got was hats. They go nicely with the Waffle House football we have. Okay, maybe we go there a little too much.

Roland and Duncan love the water park at the hotel we stay at. Shane and I do too. It is one of the few places we can sit back and relax while simultaneously wearing down the two babies. Roland loves the slides. His feature trick was belly-flopping off the whale's mouth (you can see it to the left of the dinosaur). From the stunned look on his face, I don't think he'll be trying that one again any time soon. We are not sure what brought that on-but it was funny.

Duncan did get to take an early morning walk with dad on the beach. What a chic magnet.
Duncan's only time on the beach was no so memorable. Maybe next time.

The highlight of our trip was going to Medieval Times. No eating utensils-no problem. I was loud and boisterous, Shane ate until he couldn't move, Roland did not say a word for 2 hours and ate 1/2 of a chicken, and Duncan alternated between chewing on a rib bone and banging it on the table. All things said, I think we all found our calling in life.