I've spent one very fun (and very long) night completely away from Henry. There have been a handful of times that I haven't been home to put him to bed or to greet him in the morning. This a little routine is sweet and wonderful. It has also sent me into a slight panic as I prepare for a big dose of separation anxiety. I'll be one happy mama with the plane returns next weekend!
06 June 2013
Ready, set, jet!
Tomorrow afternoon, I'll be hopping on a plane, kicking up my feet (ha!), and strolling on the streets of Paris by Saturday morning. For the next week, I will not be tending to my boys' (the big one and the little one) needs. Sounds indulgent and relaxing, right? Au contraire! I will be Madame for the duration of the trip. Traveling with a group of 17 and 18 year old students is not vacation, mind you, even when you're laying on a beach in Nice. I suspect it will be more exhausting than my day to day routine ever is, even on the busiest (or fussiest) of toddler days.