My husband leaned over last week and said the magic words:
“Lets go on vacation.”
Woah, Woah. Back up the train. REALLY?
You see, getting this man to take some time off of work isn’t always the easiest. (And truthfully, as a mom blogger, I never take time off) Goodness knows I have asked him to call in work “sick” more than once and he has this moral compass that cannot be waved. In fact, if he was sick, he would probably still go to work and then come home once he was plastered to the toilet.
Dedication is one of the things I love about him, so this isn’t a complaint.
So back to vacation.
I immediately go into “look for a place to go” mode. But here is the thing…
Vacation + 2 year old = MASSIVE hassle.
I love my Phoenyx. He is my world. He gave me so many snuggles tonight that I didn’t even want to strangle him from nearly breaking my middle toe earlier. But going on vacation with him is just as bad as a newborn. You need special glasses, diapers, wipes, toys, blanket, paci, and the biggie…a CRIB.
Yep, my 23 month old is still in a crib (jealous?) and I LIKE it that way. I have no intentions on letting him ever get OUT of the crib and if he is 4 and still fits it, its going no where. I happen to love the sanctity of bedtime and the minute..no, the SECOND that the crib is gone, the only peace and down time I currently get will disappear too. And going on vacation means I need a full on lock down for naptime and bedtime crib.
Interestingly pretty much every house rental, condo rental and resort rental I can find on the Gulf Coast boasts lots of kings, queens, doubles and bunk beds, but not one lists a crib as an option. I guess this is because most sane people that actually want downtime do not take their children on said vacation time.
I am now T minus 3 days when Chris said he could take a week off and I have NOTHING planned. Nada. I keep waiting for some perfect vaca to drop from the sky or a crib fairy to add one in every spot on the Emerald Coastline but so far…yeah…nothing. Btw, a hotel is NOT an option. The only thing worse than taking a 2 year old on vacation is going to bed with all your kids in the same room and calling it a vacation. I’d much rather stick my eye with a hot french fry if you know what I mean.
I am trying to think of the positive. With only three weeks out from school going back into session, I can at least be grateful that no vacation means not spending the money, or missing the time off of work, or worrying about where to put the dog, or being concerned about losing my credit cards or wallet, or because I am probably legally insane, my child drowning or being kidnapped. But if I WERE to go on vacation, I can be comforted knowing that Lifelock was there to keep me safe. As a LifeLock ambassador and spokesblogger, I can tell you that its a lot more comforting knowing that when my son throws my wallet out of the car (yes, this has happened) that they are gonna let me know the second something fishy goes on. To learn more about how to protect yourself with Lifelock, make sure you visit and check them out!
In the mean time, I’ll be over here visiting Bookit, Kayak, and just about every other travel site on the net trying to find some miracle vacation that has things for the kids to do, is childproof, doesn’t have a balcony on the 19th floor for my kids to fall off of, and is pet friendly.
In other words, I’m going no where.