I am terrified.
I am kind of a control freak. I like to know where my kids are, what they are doing.
The fact that they are flying to Colorado to ski down a mountain for 5 days without me is freaking me out a bit. I know that Jon will take care of them. I know that they will have so much fun (this is their first time). But I am so worried about them getting hurt. We went to Vail 2 summers ago. I know how high those mountains are. They are not like the little hills they ski down in Wisconsin!
Jon told me that they will be in ski school the first day, that I shouldn't worry. How do people just put their kids in ski school? Without knowing the instructor? Or where they will be skiing all day? What if they get hurt?
I just wish those mountains weren't so high.
I tried to ski once. When I was visiting my cousins. We went to Vail. I was 15 they were like 3 and 5. I had an instructor. I knocked him over and we both slid down the mountain. Or maybe I should say somersaulted down the mountain. I quit that day.
I think they will have a good time though. They are so much braver than I am. Especially Emily.
This happened to me last year. When I went to Miami to run my half marathon. I was so worried about them. I prepared all their lunches and clothes and suitcases to go to mom's for the weekend. And that was all the kids. This is just Jessica and Emily.
Maybe I am just gonna miss them.
It's gonna be really quiet in the house without them. When Will and Alyssa go to sleep, who will I watch Chopped and Cupcake Wars with?
Maybe I should look on the bright side...
I will have much less laundry.
I will not have to make real dinners.
I will not feel guilty for not making real dinners.
I will not have to wake up early to get Jessica to school on time (she starts earlier than the rest of them).
The house will be a lot neater....
Ok, ok. I'll stop freaking out. I am gonna let them enjoy their trip with their Dad, and not be nervous, or worried, or jealous that they are having fun without me.
Time to cut the cord. I know, I know. They are 12 and 10. They are not my babies anymore.
I have a feeling I will be spending a lot of time on facebook next week. Maybe I'll even blog more often.....