The younger kids really needed to get away for a night, which gave the older kids a break from Mom and Dad too.
We booked an inexpensive hotel, not far from home, and packed the bags for a night away.
The kids got an entire night of swimming and fun, and we got the chance to rejuvenate.
The pool was very busy with kids, but our three that we took with us, had a break from chores and homework.
While the kids, and Hubby, were swimming, I got the chance to stay up in the room to write. I love to write in places that are away from home. I have no idea why. Possibly the "fun" in all of it, or the seclusion, or simply getting away from the same everyday "stuff."
Only seven miles from home may seem like a lame attempt to "get away" but for us it didn't matter.
When we got home, we were talking about the fox that someone hit in the road, just down from the house. As I was exiting our vehicle, I looked toward the open barn, and a big white dog walked out.
