AUTHOR: Carolyn Savage | POSTED: March 25, 2014 | COMMENTS: 6 Comments
CATEGORIES: 1015 The River, Focusing on The Joy, Glass City Parent, Travel,
Did you know that dining with two two-year-olds in a restaurant is just as anxiety producing as pulling the pin on a grenade and waiting for it to explode? Okay…maybe not AS anxiety producing but almost. I can attest to this because Sean and I just spent a week of dancing a nightly jig between the time we were seated for dinner and the time our food arrived. Sometimes things went smoothy. Other times they didn’t. When they didn’t conditions went downhill rather quickly and usually ended up with one of us crawling around on the floor searching for a binky, a crayon, a book or one of the twins that had managed to disappear into the abyss that is the “under” of restaurant tables.
Which leads me to this week’s helpful tip. When you lose something under the table of dimly lit restaurant do your best to refrain from using the flashlight app on your phone to illuminate the floor. Trust me when I say there are things under restaurant tables that no one should see …especially before eating…which is probably why the establishment is dimly lit in the first place.
Why we didn’t cut ourselves a break and make dinner in our Sanibel condo is inexplicable. After each dinner we’d slink out of the restaurant promising not to try it again, and around 4:00 pm the next day we would delude ourselves into thinking it would be okay if we tried one more time. I think the daily mixture of sunscreen, ultraviolet rays and Corona led to both of us becoming temporarily insane. I mean, isn’t the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results?
Yup. We could’ve used a commital hearing because we were clearly operating somewhere between terminally insane and delusional denial.
As crazy as our meal time was the rest of the vacation was pretty much perfect. I guess we suffered enough during last year’s spring break to allow for a respite from travel chaos this year. So we took advantage of every second of sunshine, warmth and time with our kids. We were “a man down” this year as Drew couldn’t join us due to his collegiate commitments. That was bittersweet. I have so many special memories of Drew as a child on Sanibel but as much as I missed him I’m enjoying watching this phase of his life unfold. Of course, it didn’t hurt that Mary Kate, Isabella, and Reagan are just now starting to show us who they are and those small glimpses into the people that are our children seem magnified when coupled with time to relax and soak them all in. Even Ryan, our almost seventeen year old, seemed happier. It’s amazing what a little extra sleep, a little less schedule and a lot of extra happiness can do to for an attitude.
We arrived home bright and early Saturday morning and if I told you I wasn’t sad about it, I’d be lying. It’s still cold and gray here in northwest Ohio so leaving the sunshine of our Florida escape was hard. That being said, we are always grateful for the ability to get away and if we didn’t come home and get “back to it” we’d never get a chance to escape which would be sad. Sad because what I’ve figured out is that the destination isn’t necessarily the gift of a vacation. The true gift exists in the time spent with family. Time to connect. Time to destress. Time to kick back, let the pressures of our every day grind fall away and learn more about those that we love the most.
The memories made in the process are just the icing on the cake.