Last week, we took our first vacation as a family of four. We originally planned our trip to Oregon just to see my husband’s family, but it turned into a giant mom group get-together. Let me start by saying that if you don’t have a mama tribe, get one. Stat. They take time to cultivate, but they are priceless. Worth their weight in gold. Stay tuned for a post on my amazing moms in the future!
At any rate, traveling with twins sounds terrifying. In actuality, it wasn’t bad at all. My little men are super mellow and they were absolute troopers. We had one miserable day of no-naps, and a couple bad nights of wake-ups, but nothing unmanageable and the benefit of spending all that time with family and friends was 100% worth it. Look for a post on travel tips in the future! (Hint: Snacks. Toys. More Snacks.)
We woke up at 4:00am to make it for our 7:10am flight (Hint: Don’t do this.) The boys were mellow little angels on both legs of the flight, even though they didn’t sleep much. Our plan was to arrive in Portland, grab lunch, play at a park, and then meet up with some mommies for dinner. It went more like this: Try to keep boys from falling asleep in the car, deal with super tired babies throwing food everywhere at lunch, arrive at beautiful park and watch as babies pass out immediately in stroller, awkwardly try to keep friends at park quiet while babies sleep in stroller, accidentally wake up babies in stroller, apologize profusely for your angryangryangry babies glaring at everyone who attempts to communicate with them, then head to dinner.
By the time we arrived at the restaurant, the babies had been awake for 12 hours with less than an hour of nap, but they saw all the other babies and became instantly revitalized. And by revitalized, I mean crazy. Luckily all the kiddos were overstimulated enough to entertain each other and we were able to enjoy the chaos over dinner. If you’re headed to Portland, Hopworks Urban Brewery is THE place to go with kids. They have play tables with toys, organic kids’ food, happy waitstaff, and delicious beer. Ten stars.
The drive to Eugene after the meal was exhausting, and putting them to bed was a nightmare, but it was oh-so-worth it to meet these super special mommies and babies. I only wish we had more time with them! The next morning we had breakfast and got caught up with my father-in-law and his wife. They were absolutely tickled to see how big the boys have gotten. We gave the boys orange slices for the first time and they went to town! Greyson ate the pulp and tossed the rinds on the floor; Sawyer ate the entire thing. Rind and all. I hope it has superspecial nutrients!
We met our friends for a picnic at a park, and I have to say that I wish we could do this every day: Take the kids to Trader Joes, pick out whatever looks yummy, spread out on the grass and just enjoy adult chitchat while the babies run around and mingle.
Highlight of the day: Grown man absconding with Old Navy shopping cart for the purpose of pushing his groceries while the rest of us wrangle babies and diapers and our own groceries with ease. Gotta love it.
After lunch, the boys played in the splash pad and the mud. Well, to clarify, O played in the splashpad; S thought about playing in the splash pad, and G & L cried hysterically every time the splash pad was activated. I did manage to get this gorgeous pics of the three of the little men enjoying the dirtiest playground toy ever:
We were so in love with the park picnic plan that we hit repeat on it for Saturday morning, this time with another out of town buddy joining. Only the luckiest of ladies get to hang out with Batmanx2!
One of the things I love about Oregon is that it is covered with a heavy layer of delicious organic crunch. And clouds. LOTS of clouds. I have to admit that all the greenery is gorgeous and rain is beautiful (but I still don’t want to live there.) When I visit, I often marvel at the what I like to call “Things we don’t have in California.” Being a native Southern Californian, every state is full of its own weird and is so very different from my hometown that it may as well be another country. For example, they’re still Occupying Eugene:
And also, apparently this local gas station is totally on board with my diapering choices:
Our next adventure was Autzen fan day, which I already blogged about here. Driving home, we came across this adorable sign, which I thought was appropriate for our little baby duck fans:
Sunday was just a relaxing day with family. We were treated to Oregon’s specialty – rain rain rain. The upside was this beautiful double rainbow…
…but the downside was babies that were very out of their element. Cold. And CRANKY. We decided to toss them in the car and go for a drive to pick up some famous Voodoo Doughnuts. They miraculously fell asleep, so we stopped by our friends’ house in town. Managed to carry them from the car and put them into a Pack’n’Play and they STAYED ASLEEP. Must have been warm and cozy in that laundry room! This was our Sunday night:
There are no pictures of the mamas because we were curled up on the couch in our jammies bonding <3.
Our final day in Oregon we spent with my husband's family, and the boys enjoyed their first taste of fresh blackberry cobbler prepared by my husband's stepmother. You tell me if you think they liked it or not…
It was an absolute treat to be able to spend time with family and good friends. It may sound silly but traveling with the boys really solidified for me that we are our own family unit now. Crazy that it has taken a whole year to adjust but it’s a wonderful feeling to think “Hey, this is what families do!” rather than “WHO GAVE US TWO BABIES?!” We are already looking forward to our next big adventure!