Perspective

I know this title suggests a big deep post about the meaning of life.

But no.

Instead, I was thinking about an interesting thought that came to me this past weekend while we were away on a brief family weekender. We had found a deal at a water pa

rk resort about an hour north

Now, stopping right here I must already say...kudos to the man who wants to go away as a family to a water park for his 40th birthday. I kept asking him over and over was he SURE that this is what he wanted and he said absolutely.of here and Steve wanted to go as a family for his 40th birthday.

So we got a really good deal and set off.

I will not recommend this place as I was not at all happy with the accommodations, but I am happy to say that we kept those thoughts hidden from the kids and they had the time of their life. As did

their daddy. We spent many hours in the water park over the course of 36 hours we were at the "resort". The slides were fun and the boys each found their favorite activity in which to return over and over again.

At the beginning we were trying to be all protective reminding the boys to tell us each time they went to ride.

But by the end of the weekend, we knew where they would be since they kept gravitating to the same pots and the water park was really not very big after all.

So by the second afternoon, I finally found a lawn chair, set out a blanket, put my feet up, and relaxed. This is when my big epiphany occurred.

Hubby came up to me and asked me why I was sitting here dong "nothing" while we were here at this resort. And my response surprised me, but also really made sense. To a MAN, a vacation is being off, having fun, and being crazy and active. To a WOMAN, who has done all of the planning and preparations for said trip, the lying here doing nothing part of the plan IS her vacation. And to THIS woman, who works TWO jobs outside the house as well as keeping a household fed, neat, and everyone in clean clothes, a time sitting doing nothing is the best break of all.

I am proud to say though that the boys did return to me every ten minutes or so asking me to go on a slide with them. And I am even more proud to say that EACH time, I happily threw the towel aside, grabbed a big heavy tube, and skipped to the top of one of the slides along with my happy sons.

Yes, the weekend away was a nice break. Even though the accommodations were not the best and I would neither recommend this place to others, nor will we return ourselves, a time away with family to have fun together is still a wonderful memory that we are ALL still talking about as the week comes to a close.