I’d like to interrupt my series of London posts (don’t worry, I’ve got lots more planned) to share something that is currently going on in Mother-Of-All-Trips land. I’ve been thinking over the past few days about the amount of traveling I’ve done since last August. There was of course the annual trip to Vermont, followed by a long weekend in New York City in September. Come November, we were in Vermont again and then over the Christmas holiday we took a quick trip to Philadelphia and Bethlehem, PA. That was followed by skiing in Vermont and sunning in the Bahamas (both in January) and then spring break in Los Angeles and Phoenix in April. With May came a weekend in Lancaster and June had a journey to Virginia Beach and Washington, DC. This was all followed by two weeks in England in July. All of this travel, with the exception of one night in Arizona, was done in the company of at least one of my children.
Here’s a fact though, an honest one: Right now I don’t want to walk to the end of the driveway with either of my boys.
I’m not going to generate a tedious list of all the things that they are each doing to make me (and Matt) feel this way, but trust me, they are far from being the ideal traveling companions at the moment. See Teddy and me looking so happy on that tandem bike? It looks like fun, but in reality he’s not pedaling 60 percent of the time. And my legs are tired.
I’m sure this is just some normal developmental phase for each of them – for Teddy it might be the anxiety of going off to full-day kindergarten in a few weeks and for Tommy it’s probably just a normal 8-year-old desire for independence and testing of his parents. But the two of them experiencing whatever these phases are at the same time is like the perfect storm of wearying behavior.
So.This week, the first full week of three spent in Vermont, the boys are each going to attend a separate day camp. From Monday until Friday they will be gone all day doing all kinds of fun things in the company of other children (and under the supervision of other adults). I’m not going to share what Matt and I will be doing. But I assure you, it will not involve words like “Don’t do that!” or “Why would you act that way?” or “Just stop touching your brother and sit on your hands!”
It’s a happy fact that this blog contains hundreds of posts that concern themselves solely with the pleasures of traveling with children; I expect that before I’m done it will hold many more, including some about our last week here in Vermont when we all reunite and Teddy and I ride that bike together trying as hard as we can to keep up with Tommy who as always will be flying along ahead of us. After a week off I am confident that will once again be a dreamy prospect.
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