Gimme a Break

This past week was a whirlwind of...well...not a whole lot. It was Spring Break 2010 (woohoo!). I remember when that week meant p-a-r-t-y to me. I only went to South Padre once (where we used to go 'back in the day'). Nowadays, people actually take some fairly pricey vacations.

I know. I know. I was in college and S. Padre *was* the ultimate destination at the time, but I really don't remember Spring Break being a big deal when I was in grade school (did we even have one?!). Regardless, my kids came home from school the Friday before Spring Break asking, "So where are we going?". When I answered "Ummm...nowhere." their expressions were all, "huh?". I was informed of all their friends going to various places all over the world (literally) and I told them, "Well...we aren't going out of town because I have to work. BUT...I promise I'll try and make it fun if you do.". A deal was struck and the Break began.

We really did nothing in particular, but I got to spend time with them. You know...play Legos, paint nails, talk, color, reorganize rooms, talk, take them and a couple friends to Chuckie Cheese (yes..I am a VERY nice mom), buy new bikes, ride them up at the school parking lot since our street is more like a race track and there is simply NO WAY I'm letting my kids ride up and down the sidewalks of this street for any length of time. They were patient as I still had to work and never complained about not going out of town.

We ended Spring Break 2010 with a snowball fight yesterday morning and it was excellent. Yes...it actually snowed (on *Spring* Break) anywhere from 4-6 inches I guess. Even though it was 70+ days before. Whatevs...it was fun pelting snow balls at my kids (and getting pegged too many times to mention).

Being that it is officially over and school is back in session - they are tired and cranky. Hence... I just threatened Shelby with keeping her in 1st grade vs. letting her go to 2nd if she doesn't stop whining and start acting more mature only to be followed by telling Ben he is NOT a parent and doesn't need to talk to me or anyone else in the house as such. Remarkably...they both apologized. A break, of sorts, continues...