Vacation with a 9 year-old is an oxymoron, because vacation implies relaxation. So, let’s call it a trip to the beach.
There are high points and low, low points. I would like to think that we are both having growth spurts — he is maturing and I am becoming a more patient parent.
Elements of salvation:
- sunny days,
- a house with a pool,
- a steep driveway (awesome for scootering WITH HELMET and various other protective gear),
- wi-fi (that was an unexpected bonus),
- evening TV (Scooby-Doo mysteries), and
- wine.
Did I mention wine? G-d’s elixir.