Irie, mon!!

Forgive me, but I can't explain what the title of this post means. They said it a lot in Jamiaca and it sounded fun so I thought I'd throw it out there. I'm also throwing a few pics from our trip out there so that I'm not kicked out of blog-land for being the laziest blogger ever.

Ya'll may or may not know this, but I have a somewhat amazing 19-month old. Apparently, she is able to function on minimal sleep. So minimal in fact that the Guinness Book of World Records wants to enter her into their next edition. Ok - I'm lying about that, but that's what sleep-deprived people do. They make stuff up because they have NO IDEA what's going on. I think that's also called delirium. I may or may not have put the cereal box in the fridge and the milk in the cupboard a few times. I also may or may not have let my kids watch way too much t.v. this past week so that I could veg on the couch and try to pretend that their parents would be home in a couple of hours, pay me for my time, and I could then hop in my car and drive away. I went to the library before our trip to Jamaica and checked out every sleep book for babies that they had. I'm determined to fix this before I hop on a plane to Florida for 5 days. That gives me one week to sleep-train the seemingly most stubborn girl I've ever known. Pray for me!

Here are a few pictures of our trip. I'll put the rest up as soon as I find a moment to sit and add them. The first and last one were taken by the photographers at the Sandals resort. They roam around all day and take pictures of people doing water sports, playing games, and before dinner while the sun sets. We purchased a few...although I wish I could've gotten them all! The picture of Chad scuba diving was taken by one of the dive masters. Isn't it cool?!