Vacation????

 I tried to keep the kids busy this weekend.  But when I brought Briz home, I could see that we were going to have a rough week.  I couldn't keep them occupied or happy, so, I just said, "Grab what you can, we'll leave in an hour!"

"Where are we going?"

"I'm not sure.  We'll figure it out as we go."

Briz reclined in the front with leg outstretched as I drove.  We tried to rest, but again... not enough to do to keep my little ones busy and rest their weary parents.  Have I ever said that I do most everything with the family and it doesn't seem to matter if Briz is there or not?  If I have, I IMMEDIATELY retract.  I realize how much he does, that I don't even notice.  I loaded bags, drove with kids screaming, pumped gas, unloaded, breakfasted.... some of which I do, but he usually PLAYS with kids while I do the necessaries.  Then he does the unpleasants, like ask where such and such is, help with discipline... etc. etc.  I suppose it was a huge blessing that I went swimming with the little ones.

They loved it, and surprisingly, so did I.   I'm just not sure I like being the shark or the bad guy to run away from as I approach in the pool. 

I'm too tired to stay here.  I need more structure to offers the wigglies.  Tomorrow at 4:00 a.m. we'll head for some sunshine.