We just got back from a long weekend away at family camp…it was a mini family vacation. A tradition that we do each year. I’m not sure the words “family” and “vacation” should go together when toddlers are in tow.
Honestly, I came home exhausted.
I tried to pack only the necessities, we’re talking the bare minimal. I didn’t have to cook or clean for 3 whole days. That sounds like heaven on earth right there!
The first meal in the dining hall our two year old screamed for 20 minutes and refused to eat his dinner because mommy wasn’t letting him eat the cookie first. Maybe I should have re-thought that one. Or at least I was rethinking my strategy hours later when I had nothing to feed him except popcorn. That will show him.
His favorite thing to play on was the tall 8 foot high metal slide that all of the BIG kids played on…all at the same time kind of played on. The kids that threw sand and rocks up the slide as kids came down kind of played on. I was just waiting for that little guy to come tumbling off of the side or decide to jump off of the side like the ten year old that had just gone before him.
No injuries to report.
I wanted so badly to sit on the sandy shore and relax while peacefully observing my children play and laugh in the lake while two lifeguards were just feet away. No such luck here, I’m the parent with the fearless two year old who has no swimming skills and is extremely top heavy with that life vest on. At one point the water gun that he snatched from another kid was more important than keeping his head above the water. Good thing I was standing five feet away totally frustrated because all I wanted to do was sit and read a book while glancing up…and I don’t even like reading.
I wish that I could enjoy moments like this more.
Enjoy by embracing the chaos and not just being crazy tired wondering why we didn’t just all stay home.
Sometimes the thought of sitting home and doing nothing sounds more peaceful than packing up the crew and going on a family vacation…ok, every time. But then I remember the memories we made and see the pictures taken along the way…I’m pretty sure I will convince myself that it was the best possible way to spend the last three days because those kids don’t look like they could be any happier and we have one more healthy and helpful memory that forms part of the glue that holds our family together.
I kind of doubt that any glue would have been formed sitting at home doing nothing, no matter how peaceful it could have been.
Now maybe if I get some rest I will believe that with my heart and not just my head. 🙂
What are your thoughts on going on family vacations? Do you live for it, are you terrified of it, do you suffer through it, do you count down the days until it?
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