The funny thing is, I AM GOING AWAY FOR SPRING BREAK! On Tuesday I leave for my graduate admissions professionals conference in San Francisco, and return by the red-eye on Friday night. I love to rub this in to her, but am a little careful not to take it too far as she HATES BEING HOME WITH THE BOYS. I expect she'll be texting me out of boredom and annoyance all week long.
But getting back to "spring break." I never understood the hype surrounding the one-week school break every April. Why would I bother going someplace warm when it's already warm and sunny in Rochester? Now, February break, that's a different story. That, to me, is a very necessary, sanity-restoring break; but April break, I just don't get it.
I'll have to ponder that when I'm sitting by the pool next week in San Francisco.