tomorrow...

Tomorrow around noon Adam and I leave for our first trip away from the kids. We are heading to Yosemite to backpack North Dome. It will be between 8-10 miles round trip. Back in the ole days before starting a family we used to go backpacking once or twice a month. There is no better feeling in the world than packing up all your cool gear, throwing forty pounds worth of survival gear onto your back and hiking up switch backs. The sweat, the wind, the pounding heart, the feeling like you will never get there, the sun beating on your back, the rocks, trees, birds, bugs...and then the feeling when you finally make it to the top and get to throw down your back and take in the view. Setting up camp, putting up the tent, finding water to purify, a place to hang your beer (I mean bear) bag, watching the sunset, sipping a beer with the person you love the most in the world...that is what I get to do tomorrow and I am excited.

Except now I have two little ones. The thought of taking a few days to focus on me and adam is almost unthinkable. This is what I will not be doing: I will not be changing diapers, making baked goods, pouring one type of milk into one type of sippy cup, putting on charlie's helmet, putting sunscreen on the kids, playing my millionth game of chase, meeting yet another new mom at the park, building yet another train track, giving baths, helping kids fall asleep. All those wonderful yet tiring things will be left up to my sister, mom, dad and Josh.

Yes I am the type of mom that makes sure 4 capable adults are responsible for my 2 energetic children.

See with Charlie you need energy. He just fell asleep, he woke up at 7 and from 7am until 8pm we have been charging. We played in the backyard, took a bike ride, played at the park, went in the backyard again, played tennis at the high school for an hour, played in the backyard again, played upstairs, and once again the backyard...and then finally he collapsed. No rest, no nap, nothing but fun.

I will miss that, a part of my heart aches thinking of being away from k and c for two days, two nights.

But as they say, my bags are packed (well almost), scones are made, granola bars are made, fruit it prepped, mushroom barley soup is made, and about a million other things are ready.

So....wish us all luck.