A Tale of A Tail

While sitting in the car, waiting to leave our fabulous cabin in Maine, Birdie asked where her daddy was. I responded that Daddy had to use the potty before we left. She then asked if daddy sat down when he used the potty. Beanbag quickly responded with "Hims can't sit on the potty, hims has a tail."

Maine

All packed, ready to roll. Vacation in Maine here we come!

Vacation

We're going on our first vacation alone as a whole family. Strange, right? We've been on quite a few vacations with other people. It tends to be quite cost effective and leaves very few dull moments. My husband and I have gone away a few times without the children, but never have we gone on vacation as a family. I have to admit, I'm a bit nervous. from my experience, vacations for moms are like final exams in college; nailing down the accommodations and finding care for the pets are the equivalent of homework (once they're done, it should be smooth sailing because you know what you're doing), packing is like crunch time studying (trying to cover every base "just in case" which usually makes you do a bunch of extra stuff that you will never need), and the trip itself is the final exam (where all your preparations are finally put to the test). Going on vacation is actually a lot of work for moms. I usually end up needing a vacation after my vacation. This year it may actually work out that way. As soon as we get home, we have a wedding, a night out with old friends, and then, the mother of all SAHM vacations....school! Both Birdie and Bean will be going to school this year. Preschool is more work than it's worth, but one of those 2 hour time frames is already dedicated to food shopping with just Bunny. That means no running around, no begging for stuff, and no fighting. Now that's what I call a vacation!

Home Sweet...

I would love to be here posting about how fabulous and relaxing it is to finally be home. The girls and I just got home yesterday from what was supposed to be a week long stay, helping my grandmother (Gigi (GG)- to the kids) pack the things in their huge 4 bedroom house out of state so they could move here. The 1 week turned into 12 days and I was soooo looking forward to the peace of returning home. After a horrific car ride, we arrived home, Bunny needed to be fed, as did the girls, I needed to pee, the overflowing car needed to be unloaded, dinner needed to be defrosted and we needed to head to Target for a new bottle. (By the way, the Born Free bottles ROCK!!!) At least the house WAS clean until I unloaded the contents of the car onto our dining room table and beyond, where it still sits at this very moment because the phone won't stop ringing. It's taken me 2 hours just to get this much out!!!! The only sanity and relief that was to be my 'Home Sweet Home' was seeing my husband and his brand new teeth (a whole different story) with his mouth agape as I rushed out the door to my Bible study. I know that Jesus is in all things, even the insanity and chaos of my 12 day stint, but sometimes it's just so nice to sit quietly and listen, learn and pray with a group of likeminded equally challenged women. God Bless my Bible girls, Jesus, and my husband for making that small peice of time possible.