
Trent and Taylor got up early this morning with the plan to sneak out before the babies see them. However, Jewel forgot to wake up and get in bed with us last night, so the sounds of Daddy and Bubba woke her. She tried to get in bed with Trevor and me but only managed to wake Trevor. Any other morning, that wouldn't be a problem. Trevor has a built in snooze button and is the King of sleeping in. He can ignore offers of fun for hours while lolling in half-sleep and refusing to get out of bed when he feels like it. (And yet, somehow he is a ball of energy all day when he gets up.) However, this morning, the lightest little murmur of the word "fish" from the living room sent him shooting straight up in bed. He got very quiet, listening for more conversation. After a few seconds, he looked at me and said, "I'm going to go see what Bubba and Dad are talking about." So, Trent, Taylor, and Trevor are going fishing this morning. I don't know how I feel about pollution levels in the local waters, but, pick your battles, right. And, the catches have been small for now, so mass quantities aren't yet an issue. Jewel wanted to go, but Mom had to sit this one out. We've been many times in the last week or so and I have things I'd like to get done here. But, it is hard to stay home because every time we've gone something great has happened. One time there were the pelicans swooping and diving right in front of us, another time we found a hiking area that is more fun than any playground (we had to take Taylor back to see it yesterday, because he wasn't with us when we discovered it), and (despite Dad's phone incident) its been great and the kids have asked a million questions. I took some pictures and videos yesterday. We plan on going back to the hiking trail many more times, it is beautiful and very interesting. Jewel is currently changing from one dress to another and then changing shoes, I suppose if she can't go fishing she'll just play dress up. ha ha