I'm on "vacation" with my family. Why do I always think sharing a hotel room with two bed-jumping, pillow-fighting hyperactive kids will be relaxing? And I just love paying 10 bucks for a grilled cheese that my precious daughter takes one bite of. JK, I adore my darling babies!
The last three years we have traveled locally for spring break: D.C., Williamsburg, Philly. Every year it has poured. So this time, we got on a plane to Miami. And: rain. Day three now. However, we hit the Miami Science Museum yesterday, which was perfect for the kids, and had a delicious lunch at Versailles. Today I plan to go on a search for my sanity.