Tough Guys

About this time last year we were walking off the airplane still clad in shorts and tevas. It was the end of our glorious vacation to Hawaii, and, while we were excited to return home to our kids, we really wished that we were still back on the beach without a care or a schedule. Little did we know that in our absence our kind, cute little guys morphed into these bad boys.







It's taken a year to return them to their former selves, but I think we've finally gotten a handle on their raucous behavior.



Would we leave again and risk another rowdy incident????




My bags are packed!