Break. Spring not included. Vacation sold separately.

The first day of spring break; it doesn't look good

Last year at this time, I promised myself that this year would be different.  I absolutely would not stay home for another spring break.  Stay-cations had lost all their appeal and I wouldn't make the same mistake twice.  Fast forward twelve months, a new furnace, hot water heater, central a/c unit later--and yes, we stayed home for this nine day "break".  That means I had zero time off.  For fourteen hours a day I was at the beck and call of my children.  There were activities to plan, twenty-seven meals to cook, and suburban destinations to drive to.  Each day, between the hours of 6am and 8pm, I was summoned approximately every 2.5 seconds.  "Mom, I can't find the Lego piece I need."  "Mom, I used all the origami paper."  "Mom, Liam took my pillow."  "Mom, this needs new batteries."  "Mom, that's my balloon and he took it." "Mom, I need a red marker and all we have is magenta."

Now that I've uploaded the photos, I realize that the boys actually did some fun things and probably made good memories.  It's a shame that the temperature never rose above 40 degrees, although the sun did come out.  Once.  Clearly it's been a long winter.  Amusing as they can be I am very tired of indoor activities.  (As I write this, the wind is howling and the windows are creaking in the cold--I guess that new furnace was a good decision after all.)

fast, furious and a little frightening

Liam's three favorite food groups served poolside

Hands-On Mammals 'n More

I can't watch.  But then I do.  He's so brave and determined.

I can't watch this either.  It's not going to end well.

Just how many

museums

can one family

visit?

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 Henry just brought this home in his school folder.  Guess we made some good memories after all.