Check out these two giddy kids on vacation, sans small people!
We went to San Diego last week and left William and Andrew at home with their grandmothers, who gamely agreed to watch them, feed them, and chauffeur them around to their many important engagements.
Traveling without the boys was the weirdest thing. I only had to carry my own stuff. I only went to the restroom if I had to actually go to the restroom myself. There were no interruptions at mealtime or showertime or any other time. I never had to hunch over my plate to keep small hands from snatching any of my food. I was able to decide to take in a yoga class or go for a run or head down to a nearby bar for happy hour without making any other arrangements. I just went! And when I sat down to work on my laptop while David was attending a session, I never had to get up and wipe someone's tushy or fetch him a granola bar or find someone's missing shoe or referee an argument. I just...got work done. It was a little disconcerting, actually.
Of course, we did miss the boys. We wondered what they would have thought about dipping their toes in the icy-cold Pacific.
|David, right before the water washed over his feet and instantly froze his toes. Del Mar, CA.|
And I feel reasonably confident that they would have looooved the food.
|Shrimp burrito and fish taco at El Zarape. Oh my God, so good. University Heights, San Diego, CA.|
But we knew that their grandmothers were taking good care of them. And we knew that it was good for us to get away for a little while. David enjoyed the educational sessions that he attended, as well as seeing some old friends, and I did, too. I even ran in a race...on vacation! Aren't you proud of me? I even ran really fast (okay, so "fast" is a relative term here).
It was a really nice trip. But as always, we were glad to get home. And glad to hug and kiss Andrew and William and tell them all about our trip. As we predicted, Andrew was interested in hearing more about how we rode on a train and a trolley, while William was interested in the food. Love my boys.