I fluctuate back and forth between gratitude for the reliable consistency of days at home with my family, and the eyeball clawing need to get out and do something different. As a family, we do not often have the time or funds to go on vacation....but let me tell you that after two years of pinching pennies and scraping together every dollar I could find the countdown to vacation is finally on. You know that feeling you used to get as a child on Christmas Eve? I haven't had that feeling in a LONG time, but I am getting it now as I start to prepare things around here for a highly anticipated getaway. The best part of this whole upcoming muchly needed break? My kids don't even know yet. I, me, overtalkative, oversharing, loud, obnoxious me has somehow managed to completely conceal from them our plans for vacation. I am so giddy and excited about the big reveal, which will take place moments before we load up in the car and head towards our destination!
Our family has waded through a lot in these last two years, extreme highs and devastating lows. Memories abound carrying with them joy and sorrow. We have made mistakes, we have drifted apart from each other and we have flung our arms around each other in adoration and gratitude. Most days we do the same God given things, the blessed comfort of routine that is so important to a little child. We don't have a lot of extra cash around here, and that's okay. And I am absolutely positive there are those who will scornfully say we shouldn't be spending what we have in this fashion on some silly vacation. To that I say, sometimes you don't know the whole story and probably shouldn't make judgements about situations to which you are only an outside observer.
Where are we going? It's a secret...for now. But, even though I am not posting a whole lot of pictures on this blog these days, I might feel inclined to post one once we reach our destination. Just a few days of keeping things under wraps around here and then my sweet family and I will be off to play and enjoy each other's company!
I love that they love to see these characters brought to life. I love the giggle of my son when he spotted Piglet on the Winnie-the-Pooh ride. I love that my fourteen month old, who hasn't been the most easiest to get along with person, dropped all the whining to say a joyful "HI!" to Snow White when she came to see us at lunch. I love that I packed my daughter shorts and t-shirts and she has primarily worn princess dresses. I want to wear a princess dress. 