That's right. Go ahead, be jealous. I was left home for 36 hours with only a helpful, self-amusing 13-year-old for company. I cleaned baseboards, edited photos, went out to eat, knitted, and read. The experience was, in a word, glorious.
Try to understand: no one interrupted me the entire weekend.
And then, as icing on the cake, I wasn't home this afternoon when Rachel threw up. Larry - who had just finished hauling all the camping gear out of the car and into the house - had to handle it.
Better than Christmas...
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sounds glorious! xxoo
ReplyDeleteI'm with you. Camping rocks - the one week trips are especially wonderful!
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ReplyDeleteFor a minute there, I was having flashbacks of camping with a sick child. In a tent. At midnight.
ReplyDeleteWay to win the lottery!
That is Christmas, Birthday, Mothers Day all rolled into one.
ReplyDeleteCould you please get rid of the stomach bug before we come up ? Thanks :)
Littlest kiddo came home about a week ago telling me someone in his class had puked. I *think* I've stopped waiting for the onset at our house...
Oh, so jealous!
ReplyDeleteHoly cats! You were home practically ALONE?!?! while the others were away in a TENT!?!?! I'm speechless with joy for you!
ReplyDeleteI uh . . .MMM . . .I. Am. So. Happy. For you. Really. That's great.
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Oh, the aloneness of it all! I am very happy for you.
ReplyDeleteI have just realized that I can't wait till all the kids leave the house...it's a matter of mere months at this point. If anyone had told me I would be looking forward to this day five years ago, I never would have believed them. Oh, the quiet...the uninterrupted hours...Life is too good!
Plus, you probably have them feeling sorry for you because you missed all the camping fun.
ReplyDeleteOnly a veteran mom would consider 36 hours "the entire weekend." Of course, no one has left me alone for more than 2 hours in an eternity, so I'm all over being envious. And planning a getaway pronto.
ReplyDeleteok, this made me laugh out loud. Yes. better than Christmas...
ReplyDeleteI actually came across this blog once with no clue it was you.
I am going grey too. And sneak in crochet when I can (as opposed to your knitting) I am no longer that naive momma you once met throwing up inside my car either....I know why some animals eat their young!
Oh, I remember that vomit incident. And you swore you would never get pregnant again. But you did!
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