Well, if that's my vacation, I guess I've had it. Such is the life of a full-time mom: your vacation never comes. Even when you have help, the job remains yours. Even if everyone else is holidaying from their jobs, your job responsibilities remain the same...and often become greater due to holiday social obligations. The mental break you get from leaving your office behind for a few days? I live in my office. My "work" follows me around and still may need me at 3am if only for a 2-minute reassurance that she is not alone in the big quiet dark house. To be sure, it's the best job I've ever had and I'd do it again in a minute. But it does make me snort out loud when someone asks me how my "vacation" was. The answer? It was the same as every other day of my life! Again, days I love, a life I love. But it ain't a vacation. Maybe when I'm able to go back to work I'll see my few hours at an office with grown ups as a daily mental vacation; who knows?
In any event, as snarky as that paragraph sounds, we did have fun. As evidenced by my total lack of time for this blog. We skateboarded, played in the snow, ate dim sum with friends and sledded.
Clearing the slide:
Actually, you know what? As I look at these pics again I realize that vacations are overrated. Because anytime you are present to see your kid have that much fun, you're automatically a lucky bastard. Which is way better than being well-rested.