I learned that . . .
. . . going to my kids’ parent/teacher conferences is a waste of time. They both get great grades, we know their friends, and Hubby and I spend so much time volunteering at school that we know what goes on there. We did enjoy having them show us their work that they were so proud of, so I guess it wasn’t a total waste.
. . . even when I pack all the bags and set them out for Hubby, I will still be nervous that we forgot something because I wasn’t home when he loaded the car for our mini spring break.
. . . the 4 of us can fill an entire Highlander full of crap for a 3 1/2 day mini vacation.
. . . nobody else on the planet drives Hwy 160 to South Fork on a Wednesday.
. . . we can drive the 4 1/2 hour trip to South Fork in 4 hours on a Wednesday.
. . . I REALLY am glad we put the DVD players in the Highlander when we bought it.
. . . I am thankful that my kids are so well-behaved and self-sufficient.
. . . not all kids are well-behaved and self-sufficient.
. . . Wolf Creek ski area is a vacation destination for people from Texas.
. . . Wolf Creek ski area is not a vacation destination for people from Colorado. Out of all the cars in the hotel parking lot, 80% were from Texas. 3 were from Colorado - including ours and the car our friends drove. The rest were from other random states.
. . . my kids base the “niceness” of a hotel room on the size of the room. It doesn’t matter that the walls were banged up, the carpet was old and patched, the pillows were as flat as pancakes, and the TV was straight from an apartment in 1975 - the room was a suite with a kitchen and a separate bedroom, so it was “nice.”
. . . Dude is Hubby’s son. When I ask Dude to unpack his clothes, this is what I get:
. . . Princess is my child. When I ask her to unpack, this is what I get:
. . . a 4 hour car ride in great weather produces nothing interesting to say 
Stay tuned to see what I learned in Part II of Spring Break!