I have mentioned before that there is a distinct difference between a family trip and a vacation. The planning, packing, schlepping, wiping, feeding, bathing, cleaning..you get my point. That being said, I am totally approaching out Christmas travels as a vacation. We are headed to a resort town (yay for parents that retired to a mountain town!), with skiing, snow shoeing, toasty fires, hot tubs, separate rooms for all the kids, maybe a massage. I’m going big. And Greg is going “dad.” I love you babe, but this one is all me. I have sat out for 6 years of baby making and it’s time to hit the slopes. Or the bar. Or what ever I run into. Cheers to Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Expectations high and photos to come….