My wife packed the Grand Caravan with our three kids, some clothes, and way more toys than any child has a right to own, and headed for the East Coast last night. At my urging, they stopped in my friend K's old stomping grounds, Beloit. This morning they were up early for breakfast and hoping to get underway. The goal was to get inside Pennsylvania but to be early enough that the kids could take advantage of a hotel pool and burn off some of that energy that builds up when sitting in a car for ten hours.
I admit that it was a weird feeling to watch them drive away and to know that I wasn't going to see them for two weeks. The last time I was away from the family for that long is when my oldest child was only six months old and we were moving from California to New York.
However, I already have more plans to fill that time than I can possibly get done -- especially bearing in mind that I work part time.
And while I will miss my family, I won't miss being packed into a beach house with four other families...my wife's sisters and their kids, and my in-laws as regular house guests. No, this is definitely a vacation for me as well.
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