A charmed week...

Spring break was great... I have no idea where the tradition of taking a week off came from but it is a fabulous idea. It was nothing less then charmed! Now in the spirit of being wordy and well....me- Here it is!

Our break officially began at noon last Friday. I wish I could tell you how we spent the afternoon but I am getting closer to thirty everyday and I swear my brain is feeling it. Considering that under the covers is my new favorite place to be, I think it is safe to say that it involved some reading, an attempt at a nap, and much procrastination. The procrastination, that I have down to an art form, is certain because I do remember spending the evening scrambling to pick up Jason from RLF, rushing across town to deliver food to our friends with a new baby, and then feeding my kids before swapping them out with Danielle. I would love to blame the fact that I made dinner for another family as the reason that we ended up at Jason's Deli for dinner. Except all that time under the covers left no time for silly things like cooking. And so I had to pick up dinner for her...and then was so easily talked into meeting the Adams' for dinner.

Friday night was fairly uneventful thanks to a new dvd- Planet 51 and piling the kids into the playroom with promises of pancakes for breakfast in exchange for quiet. I have to say that it was somewhere around 7 am on the first day of Spring Break when I realized that the trade was less then equal. Why did I have the 8 year old boy, the 5 year old boy, and the two year old diva? And who keeps buying this child all these swords and guns? And who promised them a breakfast full of simple carbs? Why was my quietest, most responsible, nurturing, and completely capable and willing to fulfill my role when needed child across town with the second quietest child of the bunch?   Not a fair trade- just sayin'! Luckily I was in the early stages of Spring break euphoria and not about to let that sour my mood.

KFC was another story. Everyone finds shoes, we pile in the car, and head toward RLF to drop daddy off at work. I have cut up fruit, and cheese, and was armed with carrot sticks but still in need of a main entree for our picnic. It's a beautiful day and what says picnic more then a bucket of chicken? J has not eaten so we decide a run through KFC drive through together. My husband, as wonderful as he is in all things, is drive-thru handicapped. He will be the first one to admit this. That doesn't ever stop me from thinking that this will be the time that he overcomes his fears and we can just order food through the window. This is not that day. Because I love him...and do enough to make him crazy... we call off the drive-thru concept a few minutes into the fiasco. I think they can smell fear through the little speaker. The third time she makes him repeat the order, I know that I have pushed too far, too soon.

No problem. I will just go in. I leave him the car with the children loaded up on simple carbs and promises of spring break bliss and go in. We are running out of time at this point. Now I could accept some of the blame for this considering that I may have needed to account for the fact that this KFC is en route to the only beach, it is a gorgeous day, and it is the first day of spring break in a spring break town....EXCEPT we are the only people there. And you would think KFC would have taken note of above mentioned scenario and had some things readily available- like chicken and employees!

I am particularly proud that I managed to hold it together despite the fact the D. calls and tells me that she has just woken up...imagine that you... keeper of the quiet children...slept in! I promise that I was not resentful at all of the fact that I... the person on spring break... had been up for four hours. Spring Break Euphoria...

We manage to make it to Cole Park, bucket of roasted chicken included. And it is a fabulous day. Finally...sleeves optional. I won't mention the part here about how I let my two year old get sunburned. I will just delight in the fact that we soaked up the sun and enjoyed $18 worth of popsicles from the ice cream truck. We explored the coastline and Jayden found the largest wild hermit crab we have ever seen. We played read: they played while I soaked up sun till the children were filthy and ready to spend some time under the covers, or at least let me.

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