Because apparently a vacation isn't enough
After a whole week of fun I was fully prepared to guiltlessly stick the kids in front of the tv while I carried out all the necessary evils of recovering from a trip. But five minutes after waking up they were demanding to know what fun things I had planned for them that day. So I put them to work. And then we spent the last week of break swimming, snowboarding,
fort building (best $10 gift EVER),
running (trying to embrace the fact that my baby will be TEN next month and enjoying more big girl time together),
and read-a-thoning (I realized Kylie was nowhere near her AR goal so the last day we had a spontaneous read-a-thon which was much more warmly embraced than I had anticipated. We put up the tent, the weather was beautiful, they had my undivided attention and we had lots of good food to nibble on, so what was not to love?). I'd say it was a rather fun and exhausting break, thus meaning I am completely justified in eating the 6 no bake cookies I just inhaled.