I always love cooking with the kids, but it was especially wonderful last night. I am flying out at o'dark thirty tomorrow morning to spend 36 hours in NYC with my mom and sister! I am beyond excited about the trip! It is the first time I have traveled sans kids since before Evan was born, and we are ordering my sister's wedding gown (I have faith)! I cannot wait for the grown-up girls' weekend with two of my very favorite people.
But....and it's a very tiny but...it will be the longest I have ever been away from Evan. When Issa was little, I had to travel a bit for work--sometimes for five days at a time. I didn't love it, but it was part of our life. Issa understands the idea of Mommy traveling--Evan not so much. It's been hysterical. Little man keeps asking who is going to make dinner, pick him up from school, and tuck him in--all things that Daddy does sometimes and will do while I am gone. Evan is just not convinced. I think the little extra time in the kitchen is just what we both needed.
Now...I'm off to pack! The purse is already de-mom-ified (no fruit snacks this weekend!) and the boarding pass is printed. Clothes in the bag and I'm ready to fly!
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