In the era of the quadruplets, we are basically late to everything...including summer vacation.
Charlie and I spent most of August preparing for or taking our five kids on two separate road trips. We have a brand new monster van that we were dying to break in, so we decided to test the waters by traveling to two of the hottest destinations known to man: Phoenix and Palm Springs in the summer.
"Why would you ever go there?" asked pretty much everyone we know. Well...
- a.) we can drive there from San Diego,
- b.) it's off season meaning our entourage will go (relatively) unnoticed, and
- c.) it's dirt cheap...so even if the trip is a disaster, we kind of come out on top!
For our first road trip we convinced Aunt Kelly and Uncle Dave and their 6 kids, Charlie's mom Grammy Ann, and our adorable babysitter Jenni to pretend it would be relaxing to hang with 11 kids at a Phoenix resort.
We set up camp at the Hilton Pointe Squaw Peak Resort and ended up having a fantastic time. Midweek it was deserted, so the big kids could play in the pool, cruise in the lazy river, hit up mini golf, and pretty much run the joint.
The quads spent some quality time in a hotel room with air conditioning that actually works and Molly loved playing on the floor with them. Kelly and I got to visit our college friends Amie and Clay and their kids came over to play with babies and the bigger kids.
We timed our trip home so that most of the kids slept the whole way....except Molly, who was amped about on her first Dunkin' Donuts experience, and full of questions about why the babies were eating bottles at a gas station (which she routinely refers to as the "car wash").
For Act II we turned around and drove 2 hours to La Quinta, just outside of Palm Springs. Charlie and I used to go here with our friends Carrie and Tom before we had kids, and I remember purposely avoiding any of the 40 pools that had kids. Ha!
This time around, we came in hot with our 5 babies and thankfully mid-week there was hardly anyone else at the pools. Our friends Jessica and Peter came to help with the babies (and conquer their fear of heights on the Palm Springs tram). My parents joined us for the last day, along with our friend Amanda from LA - which was great to have extra hands to supervise all of the babies who have quickly become accustomed to really like being in the pool.
Big Daddy Chuck got to golf with Tom...but he also got caught red-handed sleeping on the Daddy Daycare job.
The quadruplets have been working on their sitting game...and with that comes the dangers of being upright. Claire fell off the couch at the hotel one day (onto some exquisite historical adobe tile I might add :) ...but they do seem to be getting better at staying up on their butts more often than faceplanting.
We also might have stumbled upon some Adirondack chairs strategically placed in front of a fake waterfall at La Quinta and had a little quadruplet + Molly photo shoot there too...
All in all it was a great trip...and it made me wonder what we used to do on vacation before we went in the pool all day every day...
Back at home everyone has mastered sitting up, so now they are allowed to eat. I am so beyond fascinated how fast these kids are taking to food...but I'll spare you and save that for a separate post :)