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183 The weekend

December 16, 2008

We had a wonderful weekend in Haifa.. celebrating hubby’s grandfathers 95th(!!!) birthday. The kids were home with my parents and had a good time too.

It’s interesting to go somewhere without kids.. it feels like something is missing. And now and then you panic.. until you remember that the kids are home with safta. Every time you meet kids about the same size as your kids – you think about them.. and miss them.. even though it’s sooo great to be away for a while.. so nice to not have to bring two giant suitcases for only two days.. to sit in the bus and relax – witout bouncing toddlers on the lap.. to be able to take a long walk – knowing that nobody is going to complain that it’s too far.. to sleep a long night – without waking up at 4,30 in the night – from somebody shouting “fääääääärdig!!” from the bathroom.. To stay in a hotel – that didn’t happen since the wedding night.. almost six years ago.. This wasn’t a fancy hotel.. but for us it was fancy. Everything that is not at home – and some privacy.. is fancy to us!!
To get up, get dressed, eating breakfast – concentrating on what YOU want on YOUR sandwich..

But also of course.. it’s nice to get home.. to sneek in to the kids’ rooms – watch them when they are sleeping.. to wake up the next morning from “fäääääärdig” and see that everything is like it has always been.. that nothing changed, and how extremely cute they are.. To see how happy they are that you are back home again.. hearing the stories of what they’ve been up to with the grandparents.
To come back home with new energy, and know even more to appreciate theese little cuties.

Oboy.. we have to do this again some time.. and then two nights please.. One night was good.. two nights would be just perfect! Next time Eilat…

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2 comments

  1. I’m glad you had a nice weekend. I know you deserved it.


  2. I’m so happy you had fun. I knew you would but I also knew you’d think an awful lot about the kids. You should try and do that a little more often.



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