It's Friday night. The kids are beyond knackered after a thrilling week including trips to the pool, ice skating, haute cuisine at McDonald's & Quick, and not to mention several fabulous kid-fests at various and sundry friends' houses.
Hubster returns from the land of my people tomorrow and then come Monday, it's back to school.
Dare I say it? I feel like I've survived. And what's even more incredible, I had such a wonderful time this week. I'm almost sad to see it end.
Well, maybe that's a stretch.
I'm glad we had a good week and that I got a chance to enjoy my people. I can't wait for Hubster to get home and I'm looking forward to dropping the appropriate children at the appropriate school/creche Monday morning and then taking a really deep breath.
Vacations. Love 'em, hate 'em. Overall, I'm just glad this was a good one.