A few weeks ago, I had my February break off from school. Unlike almost all of my other breaks, this particular one I did not share with ANY of my kids. They all had school that week. I had planned on volunteering in Connor's classroom one or both of the two days the kids were in school, but Connor's teacher only had enough work for me to come one day - so I ended up with a Friday all to myself. And then, the miraculous happened. Hubby ended up working a 20 hour day earlier in the week. (I'm not even exaggerating. It was crazy!) Because of that craziness, he ended up taking Friday off that week, which meant we had an entire day without children...together. WHAT?!?
My husband is a good man. He knows that when his wife asks if he wants to go on a several mile hike, the answer is yes. Actually, let's be honest. Any question that starts with, "Baby, do you want to..." should be answered with a resounding YES, if you'd like her to be happy. Thankfully, after 14 years, my husband knows how to make himself happy and it involves agreeing to whatever crazy plan, his insane wife concocts.
We had to go to my sister's house to drop something off anyway, so it seemed only natural to go on a hike out by her house.
After our hike, we went and had alcohol in the middle of the day! Ha! No, but really, we went out for lunch and didn't know what to do with ourselves. We finished our food in about 15 minutes and then tried to figure out what normal people, without three littles, do for the rest of the time? Seriously. It seemed like way too much time to sit in a restaurant. (We have mastered the fine art of taking kids to a restaurant...hurry and order...hurry and eat so that you can attend to small children sitting beside you...then hurry and pay before small children start fighting...and finally, hurry to the car before small children stage a small uprising).