No Florida

This is the first year in each of my boys' lives that they will not spend their spring break at the beach (or as we like to call it in our family "Nana's beach") in Florida.

No Florida. No beach. No sand or surf. Just Buffalo in April.

Yes, no Florida for the kids and all because the parents will go to Europe without the kids instead.

We are a mean mom and dad, aren't we? In a mere three weeks, Chris and I are off with a few friends on a Mediterranean cruise. It was an idea discussed for years and the fact that it will soon be a reality, is almost overwhelming. Chris has never been to Europe and still barely has any idea as to where we are going. I am chomping at the bit to see the beaches of Santorini, the ruins in Athens and stroll the coastline of the Amalfi coast. It is all too much.

We are celebrating on this trip. We are celebrating my turning 40 this year and even more importantly, we are celebrating our 15th wedding anniversary. So much to celebrate and appreciate and truly so much to see. And to do it all with great friends is a blessing.

So, no Florida this year. But, I think the boys will forgive us, just this once.