Runnin' for the Hills, by Russ

Okay, so I'm not really running for the hills, but the Wife and I are going to the coast for some much needed R & R. To make matters different, it will be sans kids. Most of that will be good. No potty training, poopy diapers/undies, or waking up before sun up to "Daddy, me go pee pee". Yep, three mornings of sleeping until we wake.

Both sets of Grandparents will be sharing kid duty. Batting lead off will be the out-laws. Actually, it was them forcing themselves for a visit that led us to this vacation. It just wasn't that long ago that we saw them and I just couldn't bring myself for another session with them. So the Wife, this is but one reason that I love her so, suggested that we skip town while they are here.

Of course, this means that we will have to deprogram Mr. B from all the bad habits he will pick up from FIL. I'm sorry if I seem like a stick in the mud, but chewing with you mouth open, among other things, is not acceptable. Particularly for a child who does not realize that there are times when such behavior is wholly inappropriate (as opposed to just poor manners).

At least I can count on my Parents to begin the deprogramming. I know they won't tolerate it.

Since I will be gone, I am leaving you in Jasper's capable hands. Of course, I think that he is skipping town on Friday, so you may not have anything new from us then, but he will be back on Monday, and I will be back on Tuesday.