Spring break

Spring break is awful.

Suddenly the streets/aquariums/scienceworlds/playgrounds are swarmed with little heathens that should be chained to a desk learning cursive (or some other pointless subject).

Ok, that might be a bit of hyperbole (well... a whole lot of it...).

It does make things more complicated.

Add in the rain and suddenly the days are a lot longer and a lot slower.

It would be easy to just go head off into the forest for a good and relatively quiet hike... But with a three year old and a three month old, that becomes more complicated.

There's no way we go near one of our regular haunts as they are swarmed with those that would regularly be in school.

So... Then what?

I'm sorry, it's not you... It's your kids.

Watching the general feel of the play field. Watching the little ones get run over by bigger kids with no one really watching them. It's not a whole lot of fun.

For the kids, it's stress and drama they don't need.

For me, well... It's stress and drama I don't need.

So we wait for the two weeks to go by. For the animals to be put back in their cages... So our regular life and rhythm can resume.

I'm sure we'll be a lot more ready and experienced once summer vacation comes.

Or maybe we'll just spend two months in Iceland.

Hmm... That has potential.