I dreamt we went on a cruise.
Well... I would think it was a dream if we didn't have photos (and credit card bill) to prove we actually went.
It feels like it was ages ago that Nick and I dropped the kids with my parents and snuck away on a child-free trip. I say "snuck away" because we didn't tell the girls we went on a cruise. We just made a big deal about how they got to have a special vacation at Grammy and PopPop's house without us. They were in heaven and couldn't have cared less about us leaving. They didn't even ask where we were going... or where we went. And WE were in heaven because we got to have some relaxing time alone doing things we haven't done in years (or hadn't ever done).
I wonder... how long do we have to wait before I have this dream again?