The kids always have off the Monday after Easter.
Someday when I have conquered my fear of flying and we use this extra day to fly home from Aruba or somewhere, this will come in handy. Now? It's just a giant pain in my ass. Especially because Ben had to work today and it was just me and the kids and a shitload of laundry.
(I cleaned the house from top to bottom the day before we left, and I was SO HAPPY ABOUT THAT when I got home).
We broke the last leg of the trip in Springfield, IL to take in some of the Lincoln sights. And I am going to use one of these pics as our official Easter Bunny shot.
THIS ROAST WAS THE BEST HOLIDAY MEAT I HAVE EVER HAD (**snicker**)