And of course I must note that no vacation of ours could be complete without some kind of mishap — or trip to urgent care. I’ll preface it with we’re both OK. In my attempt to be a fun loving, adventurous gal I decided that Matt wasn’t the only one who could do the rope swing over the falls. The swinging part was great — the falling into the water — not so great for my ears. I have a couple of nearly ruptured ear drums, pressure injuries they call it. I guess I didn’t do what ever it is you’re supposed to do when you plunge into the water. Guess cliff diving is not in my future. They told me to take Sudafed and that that plane ride home may be a bit uncomfortable. Wonderful news, thanks.
The worst part is I don’t even have a photo to show for it! We (I) had a mis-communication and left the camera in the room. Figures.
We fly overnight to LA and then back to St. Louis on Saturday. We are anxious to see the boys. I even had a detailed conversation with a 4-year-old at the luau about The Land Before Time. (I’m hopeless I know). Maybe they will even like having us home (for a minute anyway).
Life With Boys 
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