Dining with Small Children

"You want your goggles?"

"You want your Shrek doll?"

"You want salad...fries...spaghetti?"

"Go ahead stick your hand in your salad dressing..."

Nana is so busy telling a story that she misses the fact that Owen has spilled his water down the front of him...

"NANA, I peed my pants!"

Owen's Mommy: "No honey, you just spilled your water."

"NANA! I HAVE TO GO PEE NOW!!!!"

Nana picks up Mr. Spaghetti sauce man and races to the washroom..."Hurry, Nana, I have to go pee NOW!"

Pulls pants down asking three year old Owen if he can reach the toilet...YEP, bulls eye, right where it needed to go and fast.

Nana starts to pull up wet-from-spilled-water pants, when Owen cries: "NO Nana, I don't want to wear them..."

Back to the table after struggling and much discussion that the pants will dry and it was just water.

Owen: "Nana, I have to go poop!"

Nana and Mommy quickly switch off so Mommy can race to the washroom this time.

The men have been playing golf for six hours - how long does it take to play 18 holes? We girls have taken the kids swimming, had snacks in the room, went to dinner, put the kids to sleep, and had time to find the WIFI in the 'resort.' It's just for one night, the real vacation starts tomorrow.