Friday, September 01, 2006

Let the Vacation Begin

Yes we are going on vacation. We have a full week planned on Martha's Vineyard with Nanny & Grampa, Ian, Tiffany, & Liam. This is an actual list of things to do for dad while mom is dropping the dogs off before vacation. It is scribbled on the whiteboard on our fridge. Mom thinks if she puts it on the fridge I HAVE to see it. Of course it has been here since Thursday night and this morning is the first time I have noticed it. Sort of like how mom will put a laundry basket full of clothes at the bottom of the stairs so dad will HAVE to see it and realize he must bring it upstairs. Usually he just steps over it, thinking, "that was dumb, why is this basket full of laundry in my way".

The list reads:

Michael b/f vacation
Vaccum 1st + 2nd floor
Mow Lawn - fri
Weed Wack - fri
Laundry away - thurs
Run dishwasher


Dad did not put away the laundry thursday but he did mow the lawn thursday night. He also started a load of laundry which was not on the list so in his mind he is one step ahead. Of course mom will not find this funny. There are no substitutions allowed.

Below is the check list on the fridge for dad to remember
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Monitor
sound machine
tub toys
videos
food
formula
dish
cup
spoons
bottle brush
sunglasses
backpack
pack + play
Jeep Stroller
Welcome packet w/key
toilet paper (2)
papertowels (1)
relish
mustard
ice pack -me

Ok, toilet paper? We are renting a house. It has a pinball machine, Ms. Pacman video game, and a foosball table. Does she really think they won't have toilet paper? And relish? Can't we live a week without relish? Instead we have to lug a jar of relish. For what? If we are bringing relish and mustard why no ketchup? It makes no sense to me but I have learned not to question as I will not win these battles.

We will try our best to keep the blog updated during our vacation. One thing is for sure...Charlotte will eat lots of sand, dad will end up with a third degree sunburn, and there will be the usual fight in the car about not knowing where dad is going.

Wish us luck!

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