But the beauty of spring break is that there is no set routine. We aren't ruled by tradition.
It was the epitome of relaxing. Vacationing with my mom spoils me. She does all the laundry and most of the dishes. She is quick to hand the kids a turkey and cheese wrap up, spray them with bug spray, or proffer a Bandaid. She is even quicker to pick up checks, which makes me feel one part guilty to three parts grateful. To top it all off, she always has the makings of gin and tonic on hand, and I've come to discover that a gin and tonic sipped on a screen porch just tastes better.