Or, the vacation that wasn’t. It isn’t that we didn’t go away – it’s just that Moira got sick the night before we left and is still recovering. Needless to say our vacation was a big ball of stress and not much fun. Poor girl, she had never really been sick before so I guess we were due. Now I’m stuck with her nasty cold and am feeling pretty rough.
On the brightside – nothing like coming home to make you realize how great your life is. And nothing like staying in a tiny Kitsilano apartment to make your 2-bedroom feel palatial. I have lots to talk about this week but for now I’m going to go to bed and rest up for our first Kindermusik class tomorrow.