I am currently on a plane on the way to Manila for Derrick's 25th high school reunion! One might think the reunion is the amazing part of the trip, but one would be mistaken! The amazing thing is that we are traveling sans children! Like Holy Shit! What the hell am I going to do with myself! Well, I plan to sleep a lot- that beautiful, uninterrupted, no creepy bedside child staring at me at 5 am kind of sleep!! Like seriously, I am planning for epic sleep, oh and meals! I get to eat like an actual adult. I will actually get to take over 3 bites without having to turn into angry, diva Dad who is doing their best Nene Leakes impression while attempting to get their children to just shut up and take a damn bite of food!!
My parents are watching the boys which means my children will fall off the non-tech wagon and enjoy hour and hours of uninterrupted, binge watching of God knows what. I picture my older child Dillon writing a similar post to this celebrating his own freedom from his fascist father who deprives him the 21st century basic needs Netflix, soda, Xbox, and non-matching clothing (matching is important dammit, what is this, the Stone Age?).
I love my parents and am so grateful they are watching out boys. I am very excited. Now, off to watch a movie that doesn't include a freaking princess or animated character whose parents died setting off a series of events where the main characters "find themselves".