How NOT to Vacation

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog event is sponsored by MckMama. You can head over to to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Traveling with kids can be a challenge. It is hard to hold it all together while juggling luggage, time changes, and messed up schedules. And still have fun.

I did not get an amazing gift of a massage, manicure and pedicure only to discover a few hours later that I was allergic to the massage oil and had a rash all over my body. That would be too cruel.

I did not swap my wallet into a Little Pet Shop backpack while at Disney, just because it was small and had a zipper. And I would not STILL be using the backpack as a purse 5 days later, just because I have been too lazy to swap back to my purse.

I did not manage to slather my kids with sun lotion, but forget to apply to my own neck and shoulders. And I would not have discovered, while standing in line for an hour to meet Tinkerbelle, that my skin felt like it was on fire and was changing from Casper white to lobster red.

There is only a small chance that we dragged crying, screaming kids onto a few rides [Pirates of the Caribbean, to name one] just because THE PARENTS wanted to go on the rides. That might scar them for life, right? Nope, probably didn't do that!

I could not have forgotten to hold onto the plane tickets at security and let them ride through the x-ray machine in aforementioned LPS Backpack. That would not have caused the entire security line to come to a halt and required back up security to verify that I matched the ticket and could pass through. AND there is NO WAY that this caused major marital strife. Seriously, husbands are laid back traveling with the family [on a red eye, no less,] right?

I would have learned my lesson this past summer when we took a red eye and Ellis peed on me right? Doesn't matter that we have had more than a month of dry nights. So there is no way that I woke at 6am and thought that I smelled pee. And no way that it would have been Ellis. And no way that I just wrapped her blanket around her and walked off the plane. Surely, I would have told someone, right? [My sincere apology to whoever got the wet seat. I know that you probably won't ever read this... but I am sorry. Really sorry.]

What an adventure...