Last weekend, my husband and I enjoyed a nice kids-free weekend away from home. We hit the ski slopes in Snowshoe, West Virginia with our good friends, Joe and Joan. Before the weekend, I was already feeling “the guilt” of leaving Jonah and Zoe with our parents. But, as Jonah reminded me, “Both Nana’s and Grandma’s houses have a ton of toys.” So it was all good in his mind.
Although I missed the little monsters, it was nice to reconnect with my husband and friends. We spent both days on the slopes, and in the evenings we played Boggle and watched the Best of SNL DVDs in front of a warm fire. The only guilt I feel now has to do with the amounts of greasy foods and adult-beverages I inhaled. Ugh, the bathroom scale was not my friend this week.
Maybe, next year we’ll take the kids… Nah.