Basically here’s what happened. Joe and I were sitting around the space heater one evening when Joes says to me “Lindsey, you know what I really want. I want to have a weekend alone with the boys, just me and them for a little male bonding.” I was really torn, how could I leave my babies for 4 days! Who would hang on my legs? Who would scream at the door when I was trying to go to the bathroom? Who would demand a cup of milk every 5 minutes? But, being the good wife that I am I told Joe I would go deep into the backcountry where no cell phone could reach me so that he and the boys could have the bonding time they needed. Pretty sure I deserve a reward or something.
Ok fine, I needed a break and Joe being the husband-of-the-year contender that he is was happy to kick me to the curb knowing full well I would come back a much more pleasant person to be around. Which I did. Every mother should have a chance to miss her kids and very mother should have an adventure every now and then. It was nice being able to have a few days where the only person I had to worry about was myself, to sit on the edge of a bluff overlooking the ocean and not worry about keeping my one year old from bailing over the edge. It was wonderful. Just what I needed.
And just incase you need a visual of what relaxation looks like, I’m including a few photos of my trip to Point Reyes.