Status Update

"Why do you look like that?"
"Like what?"
"All tight-lipped?"
"I'm not."
"You are. You're tight-lipped. You look like your mom when John wanted to drive her new car. THAT'S IT! You're mad because I'm driving your new car!"
"Well I could have driven."
"Melissa, I'm not Dan."
Dan and Kayla, that wasn't her name, but I never called her by the right name the whole time we lived by them, were our neighbors when we lived in America's Best Kept Secret.  Never ONCE when they drove together did she let him drive!
We found out they got a divorce.
Fishy.
Will bought me a new car. I love it. And I am not posting it on Facebook.
Which brings me to my decision. I am quitting Facebook. I cannot stand the anxiety of it anymore.
 A little piece of me is sad because I really like seeing what the people from high school are up to. Most of me is relieved because I hardly ever see their posts and most of it is just people I work with and this causes me undue stress and worry.
Should I have said that in my status?
What are they thinking now?
Are they messaging each other now?
I don't really know that person well enough to say that.
I'm waiting for thumbs up!!!  Thumb up me!! Thumb up me for my stupid status remark!!
Shit. Maybe I should erase that status and try something cooler!!!!
UGH.  I DO NOT CARE one iota what that person is doing. I just saw them alllll dayyyyyy longgggg.
It is too much for me.
So I am quitting. I know who I love. I know who loves me, and they can call, text, write, e-mail or send smoke signals of their trials and tribulations. I will be excited to know in any form or fashion other than a "status" update.
Done.

This week was the second annual  Williams' Family Goes to Jellystone Trip and Melissa Wonders Why the Grandparents Don't Take the Children Overnight So The Parents of Williams' Children Can Have a Night to Themselves.
Do not get me wrong. I love my children with my whole soul and I love to see each new exciting phase.
This year on our trip, Keegan could go down the water slides all by himself!
We could sit and watch him and clap and cheer our heads off!
Parents of 4 years plus children could do this all day long with a beer in their hand.  I was not jealous. Don't think I was jealous. Did I say I was jealous of the people who got to relax on their vacation?
IF you are lucky enough to have children UNDER TWO...it's just a WHOOOOOLE different vacation because the toddler who is just PRECIOUS in her little swimmy suit and hat wants to crawl then walk a few steps then crawl then splash then crawl then sit then walk then plop..then crawl EVERYWHERE in the zero depth pool.  So while one parent can sit and cheer..the other parent is bent over at the waist on toddler patrol. This is fun and cute and wonderful for about half an hour.
Which is exactly how fun and cute and wonderful it is for the toddler.
My back is fine by the way, honestly. Knees too. Cushy that zero depth bottom. Cushy. Oh.  Ass? Fine. Didn't scrape it once scooting along catching up with her. Little boys splashing me?  None. Perfect.  Really. I'm serious.  It was fiiiine.

Look, it is what it is. I understand that. It is more fun than it was last year when Maren was two months old and could only be outside for about 20 minutes at a time. I really enjoyed our cabin last year. It has cable.
Did I mention the lazy river. I forgot didn't I?
You can ride a tube in this really slow river. And they let you have beer. Some people were in there all day while their kids were on the water slide.
Bastards.

Seriously though. I have this image in my head of our second night. Maren was asleep in her pack n play. (Thank you Lord. Thank you for giving me the wisdom to listen to my mother to keep her up later and to feed her cereal before bed.) And Keegan had bought his official Jellystone souvenir. No, he didn't want a t-shirt, well what kid wants a t-shirt anyway? He wanted a glow stick. It looked like a light saber. You knew I was going to say that.

He and his dad started up the hill to try it out where it was darker. There is nothing more precious than Keegan's hand in Will's walking up the hill. This little four year old head that matches his dad's exactly, both in jeans and long sleeve shirts walking away with the blue glow stick floating in the night talking about Star Wars.
Each year we go to this silly place with it's big Yogi Bear statues and big water-dumping basket, we will have some new obstacle to overcome. Eventually it might be that they've both outgrown the park. How sad will that be?
I think I'll take some skinned knees or a sore back watching Maren toddle around.

Statue Update:  I love my precious little family. Thank you God for my blessings. I know you know that I know what's important.  :)