And I only wish I was ready.

It’s been a tough, tough week with the boys.  Their sleep patterns have been as bad as they have ever been.  Not to mention they both had total meltdowns last night, thankfully at different times.  And Micheal’s complete indifference to use the bathroom has me a bit concerned.  I should make sure I pack a big spray bottle of Resolve, just in case.

Still, despite my well founded trepidation, there is something liberating about finally taking a family vacation.  It does help that we will have a private house and pool.  Once we secure the perimeter I think we’ll be in good shape to settle in for the week.

It’s also good that we will have additional family members (A.K.A. Reinforcements) arriving in the shape of my sister in law and niece.  That will give us more backup in case the boys go south for any appreciable time.

So I’m nervous and excited.  I am looking at this as an adventure and I’m glad we’re doing it.  Whether I feel the same way this time next week remains to be seen.