I am freaking out about it. I am freaking out about it! Husband says "go kick up your heels." I spend all my days with the babies...ALL my days. I have never been away from them for this long, and I'm having a hard time with it. Don't get me wrong, I love to ski, and I will enjoy myself...it's just that six days seems like a really long time to be away. I am trying not to freak out about it...Trying...Not...To...Freak.
Am I nuts (I should have called this blog "am I nuts" seems I ask that quesiton a lot) Do you all freak when you have the opportunity to get away?
On a completely unrelated note...Husband took Miss Peach to The Art Institute this weekend. We have a children's book about Georgia O'Keeffe, and Miss Peach loves it. She and Husband took the bus downtown to look at some of her paintings...
When she got home, she said "Mommy, I really liked the Mooseseum...but Georgia wasn't there...she was painting. I think she will be there next time." So cute!
(oh, I owe you a Run Report...tom., I promise...tom.)