I can't even remember the last time when I took a 'real' vacation - and to be completely honest, this is not 'my' vacation, but my sister's and her family's that they invited me too... regardless, I took the 5-hour (each way!) drive to relax in a beautiful beach-front home with my sis and her family and extended family for an extended 3-day vacation weekend in a beautiful beach-front home in Pacific City, Oregon.
And I arrived to hear a whale singing in the water. He (or she) continued to sing for over 2 1/2 hours, long after my sister and I caught somewhat up (even though her kids were getting up in a few hours, she stayed up to talk to me until 4am!)
And, I had had a wonderful day in general - watched Elissa for her first official practice of the 2011-2012 season as a select soccer player, sitting in the sunshine with Cey beside me.
Ceylon did GREAT during the drive (we did stop in the middle for a potty break for everybody). However, I am not exactly thrilled about how he has conducted himself so far in the vacation house. I literally cannot remember the last time he peed or pooed in our house when he and everybody else was up (i.e., not confined to the kitchen after everybody went to bed) yet he has so far managed to poop once and pee TWICE so far in the vacation house, despite being taken out. I mean, I know it's his first time in another house for more than an hour... but still!!!! (Does that really mean he has to forget his house-training???? ...apparently... sigh...)
Other than that, though, he is doing great, and I honestly cannot imagine going on vacation without him... I actually cannot imagine doing anything without him around! Funny how quickly and thoroughly they worm themselves into our hearts, isn't it