It's not that I'm a bad cook, I'm just lazy

Ok, hubs admits that I'm not a bad cook. (and really - he means it, he's not just telling me that...and even if he doesn't mean it, I'm going with what was verbalized regardless of the truth behind it)
I just work nights (confession: nights/days it doesn't matter what I work really) and live tired.
I can follow a recipe well, prefer to bake over cooking, can throw anything into a crock-pot, can't cook like my mama or NaNa to save my life, and gourmet is out of the question.
My sister on the other hand, well she can look at something and recreate it when she gets home.
So when smoke started pouring out of the toaster oven and a loud "ugh! I burned my pop-tart!" I felt like I wasn't that big of a kitchen failure.

Weekend of fun

To quote my husband "What are dad and 2 little boys to do when mom is out of town? Yesterday was Disney in the morning and SeaWorld in the afternoon. This morning is Blizzard Beach..."

Makes me feel less guilty about my trip knowing that they are having fun. I'm enjoying sweet baby cuddles and kisses from Kate. And time with my sister & brother-in-law!

Quick update

Jeff was invited to play a classical guitar concert back home in Illinois. So last week, in 2 suitcases weighing a total of 98lbs, the 4 of us hopped on a plane and headed out for a week of vacation. The boys had a blast on the plane and were spoiled by grandparents.
We didn't let the cold and rain stop us; we visited museums, ate dinner with friends, and toured the zoo in the rain.
We returned home on Wednesday, enjoyed our own beds for a night, then headed back to the airport to drop me off to fly to Texas!
After dropping me off at the airport, the boys headed off to SeaWorld for some fun.
I'll update with more pictures soon but for now, I'll leave you with a picture of the little jet-setters!