Entries from December 16, 2007 - December 22, 2007
THE Mommy
...you're getting your gel nails filled at the local mall the day before you leave for vacation. You have your 5 year old Princess with you. The only way you can keep her occupied for the full 45 minutes is to pay $5 to get her nails painted as well.
On the way there, you drive through Dunkin to get a cocoa for each of you...it's snowing and FREEZING outside and you're dragging her to the mall...it's only fair that she gets a bribe treat.
During her nail painting session, she takes a drink and looks up at you, cute as can be with a cocoa mustache...Mommy, I like Starbucks much better than Dunkin Donuts
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(Skip to first night on vacation)
Princess, the future Diva, is in bed with her Mimi...and she says Mimi, this bed is way too hard.
Note: she was referring to the 250 thread count sheets on the bed. She's used to Egyptian Cotton.
Can't say I don't agree with her observations...but, seriously, she's 5 years old people!!!
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I'm seriously considering homeschool for 3 months of the year. How much would that mess up my kids with school? I don't want to homeschool at home. I'm not that patient. I just don't want to experience winter anymore.
Right now, I'm sitting at our favorite tapas restaurant sipping a latte outside. Hot with a steady, nice breeze. Heaven.
They're going to have to throw me back onto our plane kicking and screaming.
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Our car will pick us up in 9 hours to bring us to the airport at 3:30 AM. It's been snowing for hours. It's supposed to turn over to rain soon. So far, our flight is ON.
Who's bright idea was it to book a 7am flight...one that requires waking up Princess and BamBam at 3:15 AM to get into the car?!
We're not even packed. The house is a mess...which would be fine usually, but we're having a dog sitter stay here for the entire 3 weeks. I feel bad that she's going to have to put clean sheets on the bed herself...and vaccuum...
I give.
Hopefully the next time you hear from me, I'll be sipping an Aruba Arriba by the pool with the in-laws watching the kids. (Fingers crossed)
