The problem with normal vacations is that they include packing, traveling, unpacking and either still cooking or eat way too much fast food. I laughed over the summer at a few Onion articles I read about Moms Does Dishes Near the Beach and such things. Because moms don't get vacations. We just take our work with us, and in fact, as mentioned, vacations are usually more work because you're breaking up a million fights in the hotel or stressing that whatever family member you're staying with is annoyed by your messy children.
But not when you bring the vacation to you. And that's what I did. Between Grandpa, Grandma, Hannah and Noah, I hardly saw my children and I didn't do a dish. It was like a real vacation where I got to relax and enjoy being with the people I love most. It was great. And it once again convinced me that maybe polygamy isn't that bad of an idea--as long as I'm still wife #1 and wife #2 likes to clean.
We went to Fort Dobbs in Statesville. It is a pre-Revolutionary War hole in the ground.
We went to House of Prayer, which is the Southern church you see in all the movies and it was really spiritual actually. I had a really good time. I felt uplifted and joyful in the gospel. Because at the House of Prayer, they didn't just talk about Adam falling so that men might be, but the sang about it and danced about it and they were joyful about it.
We went bowling/lazer tagging one day. I suck.
I love it, but especially the wild animal park and leaving your window closed. Genius! Heather, you are awesome and thank you for your lovely comment on my blog. I have been sick and feeling like a tired haggard horrible mother and especially wife,you made my year, so thank you!
ReplyDeleteI love it, but especially the wild animal park and leaving your window closed. Genius! Heather, you are awesome and thank you for your lovely comment on my blog. I have been sick and feeling like a tired haggard horrible mother and especially wife,you made my year, so thank you!
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