Bear with me as I explain our First Ever Sister's Retreat. I was planning to visit my sister Gabby in California last week. I was going to take the girls with me and we were going to go cherry picking at the local orchards and Gabby and I were going to make quilts. I was excited. Then I was trying to convince Ericka to come along too. She wanted to go to Disneyland, so I considered it. I knew the girls would have fun, but it would be really busy. So then Karla said she would come down to go to Disneyland too. Then Gabby said when Dan got home, she would head to Disneyland and spend the rest of the evening with us. Then suddenly someone mentioned going without the kids....hhhmmm.....that sounds good! I spoke with Chris and he said it would be no big deal. I was on vacation from work for the whole week, so the girls would go to preschool those two days. Ericka worked it out to get a sitter during the day. Dan offered to take the day off and stay with Gabby's kids. Karla wasn't working, so she could be there for sure. Last it was to convince Griscel to call in sick to work. I called her up......"I don't work Monday or Tuesday!!" We couldn't believe it. My mom offered to keep Noah for her. We did it!!! A sister's only.....no kids...no husbands......retreat!!!
So Ericka and I made T-shirts for everyone. It had NTA on it, which means "National Taded Awareness." Through the years, Taded has become our way of saying "retarded." I know...stupid, but it has stuck. In fact, I don't think Ericka and I even call ourselves by our names anymore....it's always Taded this and taded that. We told everyone that NTA meant "No Toddlers Allowed" just so we didn't have to explain what Taded means.
So anyway.....I cried when I left the girls......but then Reagan threw a fit.....so I left. Ericka, Griscel, and I drove to Gabby's, where Karla was waiting too, on Sunday, and then we drove to our Hotel room. Three and half stars!!! We felt pretty fancy. Did I mention that I got pink eye again that same day!?!?! Annoying. Griscel was treating me like I had the plague. I thought it was funny.
Disneyland was a blast!!! It was busy, but we didn't care. Everytime we saw a child throwing a fit or a sea of strollers.....we all would give a sigh of relief. It was fun! Karla peed her pants pretty much on every ride, Griscel was the only one brave enough to ride Screaming, I refused to get on Tower of Terror with my sisters....sorry. I got on Soaring all by myself instead. We all got the same Ring (pictured above) to remind us of our trip. It was a ring from the Pirates store. I think we regreted it as soon as we bought it.....it's pretty big.
But a big shout out to our hubbies for taking care of things at home!!! We have so much fun and we can't wait for next year's NTA day!!!!!