Last night, fellow Buffalo Mom, Stacey Marks, and I took our littles to see Disney on Ice’s presentation of Frozen – and boy did it not disappoint.
Me: “I wonder if I’ll even remember any of the songs from this movie…. It’s been a while since we’ve seen it…..”
Also me: “DO YOU WANT TO BUILD A SNOOOOWWWMMAAANNNN….”
As a mother, I’ve found that you fall into one of two camps: You LOVE back to school season, or you HATE back to school season. I have my feet planted firmly in the latter group. Many moms will tell you that your feelings on school will shift as your children grow older. The stomach-sinking feeling of sending your kid off to kindergarten supposedly turns to feelings of freedom and joy as they move up in grade levels. I’ll believe it when I see it.
Summer vacation is in full swing around here, and although Mother Nature has been a bit too generous with the rain, we’ve all adjusted well to less routine, more Rose’ and getting through our aggressive “Summer wish list.” Our kids are much more independent than in years past and in an effort to not overschedule them, they have been given the gift of a bit more freedom to pick and choose their activities (and when they would like to complete their daily chores.)
I wish this post was about moms taking a much needed girls-only getaway full of day drinking, laughter and zero laundry. It’s not.
Rather, it’s a post about perspective.
A couple weeks ago, my husband found out that he got accepted for a professional development program and was going to have to attend training in St. Paul, Minnesota for a weekend. When he asked me to join him on the excursion, I excitedly said yes! Room service, a whole lot of me-time, and exploring a new place? Who would turn that down?
I was happy for the thought of a weekend away from responsibility – until I realized that Minnesota is pretty far from good ol’ Eden NY and would require me getting on an airplane, a thought that pretty much paralyzed me.