5 under 6 - 2011 edition

No cute name this year. I guess that is my fault, but it ain't gonna happen!

It is March and that means spring break. Spring Break means that we go to Houston for a visit. Usually, we fly. However, this year, Andy is over 2. That means, we would have to pay for him. Also, we wanted to bring Mark. We would also have to pay for him. Now we are going from 2 seats to 4...you can say that would double our airplane costs. So, we decided to drive. Mapquest put it at about a 15 hour drive, but we were up to the task. We had a few new DVDs, WaterWow, sticker charts, Trio Blocks, snacks, activity and coloring books, reading books, sticker books, tag books, leapster explorer, ipod apps. We were well prepared. The drive there and back wasn't all that bad.



And now matter what is looks like in that picture, we really didn't watch that many shows.

We left SC at 5:15 in the morning. Did hit some Atlanta rush hour, but made it to Houston at 7pm local time. Yep, made it in time for dinner. Here is dinner:



The kids were really excited to see each other and got along pretty much the whole time. Now, last year, was pretty much the Worse Trip Ever. By Worst Trip Ever, for those of you too lazy to click the link, I mean that James developed a fever as soon as we got there and kept it, Andy got pink eye and was cranky and then, AND THEN, Andy totally threw up on me on the flight home. It was awesome. This year, was really the best trip ever. There are probably several reasons: better sleep, no fevers, and less allergies all I need to keep in mind for next year. At any rate, the kids got along GREAT. Andy loved his girl cousins! Playing light sabers with AC...



and AM...



Don't get me wrong, they also played barbie jeep, and cooking, and house. Andy loves that stuff!

C and James played boy stuff: Wii and watched Power Rangers.



Ok, James also played Barbie Jeep.

Within 24 hours of arrive, Mark and I found ourselves in charge of all 5 kids. Here is how they fit in the car:



We took everyone to the park so Aunt K and Uncle B could get some stuff done. I am sure that all the other people at the park just thought we were breeders!



At the park, the tallest butt on top is Mark's!