Spring Break is TOO LONG. It came in like a lamb, all soft and warm and fuzzy with good family memories at the ski hill, but this second week is proving to be a ghastly lion as the girls claw each others’ eyeballs out and bicker for hours on end.
Spring Break is TOO LONG
I think we have all just seen a little too much of each other and I find myself plunged right back into those dreadfully guilty feelings I battled when I was a stay-at-home mom of not enjoying the moment enough as the kids shriek and fight and whine.
Kids are wonderful. I love mine with everything that I am.
But I am ready for them to go back to school.
(Cheers! I was out last night with some dear girlfriends whose rumps are also being kicked HARD by Spring Break with little ones. Here’s to keeping it real!)
Anyone else with me? Or all your spring break memories all Pinteresty and dreamy?