We are going to be late.

#2 & #3 learned a valuable lesson this evening. I'm hoping it has the same affect on them it had on #1. We have been battling for MONTHS with the boys to pick up their *&^%$F#%^U toys. We have raced timers, bargained, bribed, threatened, etc. Nothing works. They play, throw fits, whine and Mr. Mayer and I get frustrated and pick up the mess ourselves. #1 used to do the very. same. thing. It really grates me. It doesn't help that my children have too many toys as it is, but then toys have a way multiplying. My house looks like an A-Bomb went off. No joke. You can't see carpet for all the toys. I would like to think I deal with it okay, but at the end of the day as part of their nighttime routine it is the kids job to clean up after themselves. I'm not a maid. And I just want to walk across the floor in the dark and not step on a toy. Tonight was no different. WWIII happened upstairs. I told the kids all day they were going to have to clean up. We came home from d

It's that time of year! Last year Mr. Mayer and I went to Las Vegas for a week. This year we left the country!!! Just looking at these pictures makes me want to go back! Mr. Mayer and I just spent a FANTASTIC week in Turks and Caicos. We went with our friends/in laws Julie and Bryan. This was their 4th time there. After about 5 minutes there I understood exactly why they keep going back year after year. We stayed at the Villa Renaissance in Providenciales. It was absolute heaven. It is a small boutique hotel. Not a lot going on which was exactly what I was in the market for. Mr. Mayer and Bryan played golf (which was included with our stay) and Julie and I diligently held down the beach chairs. Someone had to do it :) We rotated between the pool and the ocean. The beach was 21 miles of stunning white sand. It was so soft to walk on. In the evenings we would go to a local restaurant for dinner and walk on the beach back to our hotel. Ah-Maz-Ing! We went to a different resturant e