As a seasoned parent blogger, I'm no stranger to the whirlwind of family life. Ah, the school holidays... I was one of those parents exclaiming, "What? Already? But they just got back yesterday!" (Check out Olivia Moore's hilarious video on this.) Followed by the very real question: "What on earth am I going to do with these two?"
No, us moms and dads don't get 24 weeks of vacation. And no, we're not diving into Les Misérables either—far from it.
Of course, once the two weeks are organized (using that classic 'shoehorn' parenting method): grandparents on standby (booked solid), plane tickets reserved (big scare with Air France's site, which bizarrely required separate 'UMNR child' and 'young' tickets—two bookings, two cards, and the flight fills up when trying for the sister's! Bravo.), plus train tickets so the little one can return from her boyfriend's (shoutout to Mom for that 7-hour daytime train to Limoges).
But then: WOW.
Because, man, it feels amazing!
Cinema dates, dinners of sandwiches and beer. Hello, blissful silence. Hello, carefree shopping. Hello, pure happiness.
Of course, I'm thrilled when they're home. Truly.
But... I won't say no to a teen truce, a bit of calm, and those spontaneous evening plans.
If you're lucky enough for some breathing room like me, hit the cinema for:
On Netflix, we're deep into Season 3 of El Chapo (continuing my Spanish lessons post-La Casa de Papel; note to self: German LV1 was useless). Canal+ has the legendary Bureau des Légendes. And 10 Pour Cent returns mid-November on France 2. When's the next school break? I still haven't squeezed in that massage!
To all you fellow overwhelmed parents out there.
