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Lessons learned on my vacation
March 26, 2007
I assume this will be added to throughout the week, but here goes...
Lessons I have learned while traveling with the kids:
Necessary Hotel Amenities: indoor pool, in-room refrigerator, in-room coffee maker, television with cable. Beds? Optional. (Coley ended up sleeping on the floor both nights after falling out of the bed the first hour of the first night.)
Kids Eat Free means you have to choose from a very unhealthy menu and you still end up paying for it.
No matter how subtle the incline, if there is grass, the kids will find an excuse to roll around in it.
You actually can skin your face, if you are Coley.
There is nothing cuter than a pair of giant river otters...except maybe a whole mess of penguins.
Evidently, I am attractive to parrots.
Always always always eat a meal before going to the art museum.
Never bring your fragile-egoed 6-year old aspiring artist into a gallery of youth artwork. He WILL fall on the floor and cry about how he will NEVER be that good...and he wants to go home NOW.
If you are at a truck stop rest room, and the boys have to use the bathroom, better to bring them in the ladies room than chew your fingernails while you watch countless seedy-looking men stream into the restroom you just sent your boys into.
No matter how much you spend and how much effort you exert, the boys will talk endlessly about how great the hotel was (and the swimming pool) (and the cable television) and not mention anything else. You can count this as a victory. You did, after all, choose the hotel.
Also, three days after arriving home, when you spend a simple day at the park and get stuck in the rain and your impossible to please 6 year old tells you "This day was more funner than most other days." Don't take it personally. Just smile, and nod in agreement...and muse over his ability to stay in the present.
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Yay, they liked the hotel! That's the part my kids mention, too. Glad you're back.
Funny... and worthwile lessons!!