Whoa

Here we are at the end of April already. It's phenomenal how quickly time passes these days. I guess growing older and having children both attribute to the perceived acceleration of time, but whatever the reason, days are flying past unimpeded. Because of this, every once in a while you have to step back, hold your hand in front of you, and say "whoa".

As a parent of young children, saying "whoa" is a valuable commodity that is not so easily wasted. Opportunities for it's use are few and far between. Think of this "whoa" as the last cup of water in your canteen, as you walk across the desert. You want to drink it in the very worst way, but do you HAVE to drink it to continue on? When you get to the point where that water's consumption is a necessity, then it's time.

Well on that note, Lori and I are not only going to be allowed to sip from the chalice of life, we are actually going to be allowed to jump feet first into the pool of rejuvenation. Yep, the misses and I are going on a vacation together........to HAWAII!. Just the two of us, sans children. While the thought of spending a week in a tropical paradise is very exhilarating, leaving the kids for that long will be a challenge.

This will mark the first time Lori and I have been on trip together without the kids. Since Aidan is 7 1/2 years old, you can see that opportunities are indeed few and far between. This opportunity would not be possible if Lori wasn't having a business seminar on the island, and most importantly, if Lori's mom was not suffering from temporary insanity. Yes, that's right, she's agreed to come down and watch both monkeys for the entire week. Like I said......INSANE........but hey, what's that about a gift horse and a mouth?

Are we feeling guilty? Yes, of course we are, both for leaving and for the burden we are placing on Dianne. Missing even a little bit of our children's lives is enough to have us second guessing our decision, but throw into that mix the fact that we have to miss two of Aidan's baseball games, and it's almost enough to make us cancel our trip. Almost.

We leave next Sunday with a sense of nervousness and invigoration. The picture post on the next blog should be epic. Wish us and Dianne luck. Stay tuned.

William