Life's a Beach.

I'm off to the beach this morning with Bird and Deal. We'll see how it goes on our first adventure without Mac Daddy. On the surface it might seem that I'm the one getting a vacation, but really folks, dig a little deeper and you'll see that Mac Daddy is the one who'll have the whole house to himself for a few days. A whole quiet house.

No screaming, wrestling boys, no crumbs to sweep up after every meal, no beds to make (He'll make our bed the day we're coming home. I'm on to him.), no Lego wars to mediate, no chicken to cut up. Now that's a vacay. I've already heard him on the phone making happy hour plans.

Oh, but payback will come. We're all headed to LA and Disneyland the day after we get home from the beach. I'm thinking Mac Daddy might be sitting between the two boys on the plane while I sit five rows back with my new book.