Bohemians Gone Bahamian!

No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth, I just cant seem to get away from the eleven thousand loads of laundry--all of which have to be hung to dry, and the nine stores that I need to return ties to that don't match JK's easter shirt! But time is marching on and I haven't even blogged about THE HAMAS!

The title of this post is the saying that we had on our lovely buttercream t-shirts that all 11 of us wore on the plane to Atlantis. (They were cute, but Kirk wasn't so thrilled to wear his. When we arrived in Dallas to meet up with the rest of the gang, he peeked out of the gate to make sure that his sister wasn't going to be dressed otherwise all the while giggling and saying, "You got punk'd!")

The trip was amazing and we had a blast! Everyone stayed well and injury free --minus a few scrapes and bruises from all of the slides at Aqua Adventure. It took me about three days to stop saying, "I can't believe we are here!" Paradise Island was breath takingly beautiful and the Atlantis staff was super accomodating and polite. Kirk and I have described the trip as Big Splash meets Las Vegas meets Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous! Atlantis Resort owns 70% of the island and as far as you can see, there are amazing water slides, beautiful pools, sea life like you can't believe, crystal clear surf and white sand, palm trees galore, specialty shops, and on and on.

Nanny and Gramps had the room adjoining ours, so they sure earn a jewel in their crowns for spending a very close week with us! Basically every morning we got up, put on our suits and out we went for the day. I was so impressed with Joshua for trying all of the slides.--Me...not so much! Nanny rode "The Current" over and over and even spent most of her days with the family and not in the casino! We ate dinners and walked the docks at night and saw some unbelievable yachts, went to the straw market one day by water taxi, went snuba diving off the island...It was just an amazing time making memories all together.

(On a side note...John Thomas turned three the day after we arrived. We already had his party in Tulsa before we left, but Kirk and I stayed up after the kids fell asleep and decorated the room with balloons, streamers and a banner. We celebrated that night after dinner with ice cream. $34 for four single dip cones!--He's worth it, I guess!)

I am going to post a few of our hundreds of pictures next, but had to end on a funny note...On the way home from Nassau to Dallas, we are all boarding the plane and Kirk and I start looking at our tickets for our seat numbers. Row 5, okay...wait a minute!...are you sure?...surely not!...are you kidding me?! The four of us sat down in our roomy first class seats while the rest of the gang walked on back! Oh, my goodness! While our family sat crammed in the back for 3 1/2 hours with no snacks (unless you want to pay $4 for some cheese and crackers) or leg room, we sat in plush seats with warm, roasted nuts, warm towels, a full course dinner and free head phones! What a way to end the trip. (We felt bad for the others...we really did.)