As we drive our family down for a weekend trip to our alma mater, Auburn University, for homecoming, I'm picturing us all in our orange and blue, highlighted by the afternoon sun, waving our shakers, singing the fight song in unison and cheering our team on to victory. It's such a beautiful moment.
But I know this will NEVER happen. I'm not that naive!
It will most certainly look something more like this:
We plan these trips or outings weeks or months in advance, and at the time I'm always so excited about them. As time to actually execute the family fun approaches, my anxiety level usually goes up and up and up... and I make lists and pour a bunch of energy into making sure the plan is perfect. And before we've even set out on the first mile, I'm stressed out and already full of dread.
Well, this weekend trip is going to be different! I'm going to enjoy this trip.
Now don't get me wrong - traveling with young kids is not a cake walk. As one of my wise friends once said, traveling with kids is not a "vacation." It's a trip (probably in more way than one!). And I'm not setting any high expectations for myself getting any relaxation or feeling refreshed after we finish. This weekend will still be work.
But I'm going to try and adapt and follow my son's rules for having fun this weekend (instead of my typical plan). His rules for family fun are pretty simple:
Wife, mom and full-time marketing pro. Diet coke addict. Auburn fan (and alumn). Christian - striving to comprehend grace.