2012 AD (After Dylan): It's our 4th anniversary this week (we always used to try and plan our annual fall vacation over our anni week to celebrate), and this year marks a new milestone in our adult life-- our first staycation. We drop Dylan off at daycare as usual every morning, and then we have all day to do whatever we want. While a former travelholic might succumb to cabin fever and airplane food withdrawal (Air France and Korean Air top the list), I'm trying to focus on the positives of the staycation:
- naps. as often and long as I want (between the hours of 8 AM- 5 PM)
- pampering. think hair cuts, mani/pedis, massages...aaaaaahhhhh
- gluttony. eating out for breakfast and lunch everyday fulfills the 'get fatter' vacation requirement
- no foreign language skills required
- free lodging & transportation
Here's how our first staycation has actually unfolded thus far:
- Monday: had to take Dylan back to the doctor in the morning-- diagnosed with an ear infection and a cold. Since he didn't have a fever and wasn't contagious, we planned on taking him to daycare for the rest of the day to kick off our staycation. Dylan fell asleep right after he got home from the doctor, before we could get him back in the car and off to daycare-- and he decided to take the longest nap of his LIFE (2 hrs, 40 minutes) on that random morning. Seriously?!? So, by the time we finally got him out of the house, we basically had time to go out to a late lunch, run a few errands (at Babies R Us of all places), and then it was already time to pick him up
- Tuesday: John took Dylan to daycare in the morning, so I could sleep in after a rough night of multiple wakings (ear infections make it hard for babies to sleep comfortably). I actually made it to the salon to get my wild, unruly, overgrown hair cut, so I resemble a human female again, at least from the neck up. We went out to lunch at a new gourmet restaurant in town, and then went to get a luxurious pedicure. It was a very successful staycation morning...and then daycare called and said we should come and pick Dylan up early because he was having bad diarrhea (a really fun side effect of the antibiotics he needs to take for the ear infection). Super fun times.
- Wednesday: fresh start on day 3. Dropped Dylan off at daycare, and planned to spend the day soaking in the last of the hot sunny FL days at the beach. Started raining on the drive home from daycare and hasn't let up since. Doesn't look like we'll make it to the beach. Going to see a movie, and hoping the rain will be gone by the time we're out, so we can make it to the beach later (the rain is getting louder and heavier as I type this, as though the weather gods are laughing at my optimism)
I know what the moral of this story is, but I'm stubborn and I refuse to admit that which I know is the truth: it's not about where you go or what you do (on vacation)-- it's about the people you're with. If John and I get to hang out all day together and then we get to spend our evenings as a family unit with our wild child, then home is my favorite place to be.
Peace out homies-- I think I see the sun!! The weather gods must be rewarding me for learning my lesson of the day.
Claire
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