We wondered where does she live? To what places does she go?
How are those beaches not far from her home?
How delightful are those malls? What could I buy? Where could I roam?
Sarah and I decided to just hop in our car.Take a vacation. Visit this sister. It couldn't be that far.
We drove late into the night and arrived on location.Molly's cute home was our desired destination.
We shopped at the malls. We enjoyed fine dining.
We watched movies. Played games. Enjoyed a cooler sun shining.
We did only the things that we wanted to do.
I never changed a diaper or put on a kids shoe.
The ocean was as awesome as I knew it would be.The sand between my toes was the prescription for me.
The waves were so big, and so very strong.That they knocked me over and stole my sunglasses before long.
I've always been tickled that my Arnette's are impossible to brake.
I failed to realize that wearing them in the ocean was a big fat mistake.
Not even this could dampen my mood.
I splashed in the waves, though their theft was quite rude.
I relaxed and slept in. I shopped and I swam.I enjoyed time with my sisters, and all of the fun I could cram.
You may be jealous. You probably should.
With a husband like mine, you could have this much fun, and you would!
Now we are home, and back to real life.Back to the gym, diapers, and chores of the house wife.
Back to routines that I actually love.
3 sons and a husband, gifts from above.
As much as I love vacations and chilling.
Home with my family is without a doubt the most fulfilling!
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