When the laundry is piled up higher than my children are tall...
It's time for a vacation.
When the sound of my voice nagging about who-knows-what irritates even me...
It's time for a vacation.
When the kids are fighting and screaming and yelling and tattling...
It's time for a vacation.
When I've cleaned up spilled Kool-Aid for the 9th time in one day...
It's time for a vacation.
When my thoughts are a swirling mess in my already cluttered head...
When the house is in a state of chaos...
When I just want to play outside...
And take pictures of beautiful kids, calming water, unique bridges, and gorgeous scenery...
It's time for a vacation.
Although these aren't REAL vacations, they are much needed breaks in the everyday chores and messes and chaos and clutter in our life.
When I come back from our outdoor breaks...
I'm ready to tackle the mountain of laundry...
Clean up the sticky floor...
Break up the fights...
And plan for our next "vacation".
It's Monday...you know the drill, right?
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