Ok, so tomorrow I have to wake up at some ridiculous hour and take two children from here (California) to there (Vermont). BY MYSELF. Please say a prayer, or ten thousand, for us, and let’s all hope that United Airlines takes pity on our souls.
And then we’ll be there for three and a half weeks, but Mr. E will come join us in two weeks and thank heavens to betsy he will be there to fly home with us.
The good news is that once we get to Vermont, we’ll be in Vermont. I don’t know if I have mentioned that my parents abandoned life in the burbs of Chicago for life in a tiny town in Vermont, and while I am not at all certain that I am ready to follow suit, to bid adieu to Target and the mall and indian food, I can tell you that summer in Vermont is pretty awesome, especially when you are four years old. My parents have a canoe and bees and a garden and an antique ride on fire truck and we are going to go fishing and swimming and play baseball on the common and get milk from cows and learn how to collect the eggs from the chickens and eat all the root beer floats we can hold.
I’m not sure I’m doing a good job of describing just how Vermonty this is, but picture the most stereotypical New England town you can, and that’s it. There’s a white church and a baseball diamond and granny’s rambly 200 year old house sits right on the common and just yesterday the famous author who lives three doors down came over to tell my mother that she has the best view in the state of Vermont and there’s a screened in porch and hanging baskets of petunias and it’s pretty much heaven on earth.
Except for the whole “no Target” thing.
My grandparents had their own farm in a tiny town in Vermont, back in the day, and I have the best memories of my summers spent there, and I am just beyond thrilled that my kids are going to get to spend summer in Vermont too. It could not be more different than where are from, that old house on the common, that view, and I think that’s maybe what makes it extra special.
I am really not looking forward to the plane ride, but I remain absolutely convinced that it is worth it, ten thousand times over.
See you on the flip side.
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