Heggy Blog

I was hoping the day would never come where everything would be “MINE”; I knew it would eventually. My cute, adorable child can often be heard yelling “No! Mine” even when he’s playing by himself. I have to wonder who he is talking to when he does this… his imaginary friend ?… his sibling I have yet to give birth to… ? (no baby coming, fyi).

He also gets in moods where he will repeatedly hit the wall or throw a toy on the ground, saying “oh” each time to show just how frustrated he is. I’m happy when he does this because that means he’s not hitting me , which is definitely a “no no.”

So, while this cute little boy is in his terrible 2s (and has yet to turn 2), I will just remember this irresistible, happy, cute-as-can-be face with each tantrum or meltdown we encounter over the next — years.

A few days after we got back from our cruise, James decided it was his turn to leave. He put on his favorite hat and took off with the suitcase…

Luckily, he decided to stay.

Okay, It’s a REALLY long post.

On Thurdsay (May 14th) we were in Antigua. We went to a beach that morning and then Andrew and I did a zipline excursion. It was a fun day, but would have been better if we hadn’t had to wait for almost two hours to do the zipline. The beaches were so pretty that I would have loved to spend more time there.

That night Andrew decided to take some preventative measures…he thought he might be getting a headache (he has chronic migraines) and if he got a headache, he was worried that he might then become nauseated…so he took TWO Dramamine. They apparently make you drowsy and Andrew’s mom only takes half of one to keep herself from being nauseated because if she takes a whole one she gets too tired. Well, this is Andrew after taking TWO. I thought it was pretty funny. We were quickly losing him. He managed to drink some diet coke eventually, which helped him to make it through the night’s activities.

On Friday (May 15th) we were ported in Tortola (British Virgin Islands). It was a pretty place. We took a little tour of the island before going on our excursion that afternoon.

A cool view of our ship

Walking through the caves at the Baths at Virgin Gorda.

My cute husband.

It was a pretty beach and good snorkeling.

Our second formal night.

Last movie night. I didn’t make it very long. We just went to bed after about half an hour of the movie.

Our last stop was St. Thomas (U.S. Virgin Islands).

We thought it was cool when we saw one of these while waiting to go parasailing. Then we looked around and counted eight or nine just from where we were standing.

Getting ready to take off.

Getting ready to be dipped.

Getting dipped.

Our excursion that afternoon was taking a boat to St. John. It was such a pretty island. We did some more snorkeling and swam. It would have been perfect if there hadn’t been swarms of mosquitoes attacking us. I counted twenty bites when we were done.

This picture shows off Andrew’s cool tan line. He put his sunscreen on himself when we were in Barbados snorkeling four days earlier. He had hand and finger prints all over his back. Everyone that saw it would say: “looks like you put sunscreen on yourself.” It was funny. I felt bad that he was in so much pain though.

Waiting to come home .