First we went to the Cape. This we shall universally regard as having been a good idea. Rob and I actually had a relaxing vacation. Periodically he would turn to me and say “you know what I really love? The sound of crying babies.”
And I would sigh blissfully back “And screaming toddlers…”
And he would reach his hand out from his pool lounge chair and take mine, and we would listen to other people’s babies and toddlers while our kids whiled away their afternoons in the pool. It was blissful.
Y’all know I’m an optimistic kind of girl, right? I leap without looking, I hope for the best, I tend to disregard the nagging voices that keep other people from thinking things like “writer’s conference with half-day kids camp on rustic island with thrice weekly weather dependent boat service” are good ideas.
I need at least another day to pull myself back together….