My hubby
and I are planning a trip to Florida in October. Like a trip for the whole family. Kids and all.
We’re driving. From
Minnesota. To Florida. Sounds amazing, huh? Yea, I didn’t think so…
But really,
we are going to take the kids to Florida in October. However, my kids have been cling-ons
lately. Like glued to my legs, directly
underfoot at all times, screaming “mama” at the top of their lungs…nut
jobs. Every time I sit down by myself,
say, to enjoy a cup of morning coffee for 3 minutes (preferably while it’s
still “morning” and the coffee is still hot), I have kids crawling all over me…yelling
in my ear, licking my face, asking me for this or that…all while my hubby sits
on the other couch in peace, watching sports, not realizing the chaos that is
going on in my lap, on my couch.
Which brings
me to last night. I told Marley that
mama is going to Florida alone. Well,
maybe I’ll bring Trav. But alone would
be nice too! I suppose it doesn’t matter
either way because I’m going to lose my mind before October anyway…
And such is
life with kids. Funny how you can
simultaneously revel at their awesomeness and want to lock their awesomeness in
a closet so you can drink a glass of wine in silence. (throws hands in air…)
Well, this
turned out to be little more than a pointless vent session. Apologies, my friends! My hubby is working out of town until Friday
this week and then I’m spending the weekend in Faribault with the kids so that
he can make some more substantial progress on our basement remodel. Looks like I have the next 5 days or so alone
with my little nut jobs. I’m going to
suck it up and make the best of it! Or
rather, I’ll look forward to a weekend of wine drinking and hanging out with my
sister…and perhaps her nut jobs will keep my nut jobs occupied! Now, there’s a plan!!!
Happy Week
to you all! XO!
