So this weekend our family decided to be spontaneous, so on Friday we went to the Dole Plantation and had a lovely time. On the way back we thought it would be fun to stop at a beach and play around for a bit. As I was shutting the car door I saw the keys still sitting on the front seat; I tried to stop the door, but too late. So $80.00 later we were able to get back into the car, for a service that literally took the guy 15 seconds. We deiced that Taylor or I should take up a career in opening locked doors for people...we could make a killing.
Saturday, we decided to be adventurous and we headed to Honolulu to have a sleepover at our friends Mike, Becca , and little Bentley Olsen, who is Madilyn's age. When we got there we had a grand time swimming at the Marriott hotel swimming pool, and after Taylor and Mike went night surfing in Waikiki while Becca and I hung out with the kids. We were having a wonderful time until Madilyn decided it would be a good idea to wake up 2 hours after she went down for the night. At 1 in the morning we finally decided to cut our losses and make the 1 hour drive home so we wouldn't keep our friends up, and risk waking up Bentley with our daughters screaming. Madilyn was wired all the way home and finally crashed at 2:30am...I have to admit I was pretty impressed with her ability to stay awake.
The point of this post is to show how it seems as though every time we try hard to get out and do fun things...this is what kind of things end up happening. Good thing I have a positive husband, otherwise I would probably never leave the house again. But the good thing is...it just adds to the adventures and makes more memories. Life would be too boring is it was simple and if everything went as planned. We really did have a fun weekend though, and that is what matters.
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