Saturday, February 2, 2013

Vacation Daddy

Drew and I talk about and dream about our annual vacation to Hawaii for the 25 weeks leading up to it and the 25 weeks after we're home.  It's this common theme in our life.  Our happy place.  Our go to daydream.  Our meditative state. 

Watching my husband play with our daughters, cook three meals a day for us, pack our crap around, build sand castles, dig swimming holes, recover hopelessly lost dolls, plan day trips and blend margaritas is a huge part of what makes time feel suspended those two weeks, thick with happiness. 

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