Normally, I know when vacation is over because I get a feeling of 'it's good to be back at work.' Vacations are fun, but it's good to be back in the routine. Normally.
That didn't happen yesterday when I was back at work for the first time in a couple weeks. I dig being at work. I like the people I work with, the sense of camaraderie, the immediate gratification of a job well done.
But it can't compare to:
1. The oohs and aahs of the first Christmas present the kids open. "CHEETOS!" - Thanks MIL.
2. BigBrother running around the in laws house 2 hours past bed time wearing only his Thomas underwear and socks shouting "I'm Wonder Woman" and pointing to his underwear. Note to self, maybe the Lynda Carter youtube videos should be cut back.
3. LittleBrother drawing a perfect smiley face and the first letter of his name.
4. The lazy New Years day spent watching Toy Story and Cars with the kids.
I hope you all had great holidays.