Some friends and I are planning a weekend retreat and there are “NO BOYS ALLOWED!” I’m terribly excited, I’ve not had a mommy’s weekend ever. Duhdee has taken a few weekends over the years to go snowmobiling with the guys but I’ve just never felt the urge to do the same.
In a matter of a few days my thinking has been transformed from “I just don’t see the point.” to “OMG, I WILL GO ANYWHERE YOU WANT TO GO! EVEN CANADA!” This change may have had a little something to do with the approximately one gallon of mostly digested chicken nuggets I found myself cleaning up the other night or perhaps the puddle of still warm pee I stepped in right in front of the toilet. Perhaps.
I knew Duhdee was going to be jealous because the other Moms who are going are some of the most amazing people on the planet ((And I’m not just saying that because I need this weekend away, lol.)) but I didn’t realize he was going to be this jealous. This morning while I was getting dressed, he was encouraging Monkey’s latest phrase du jour…
“Get OUT!” my little Monkey-man roared. I might have been offended if he’d been able to say it without laughing or if, you know, the whole point wasn’t my getting OUT for a few days.