It’s Not All Mary Poppins


From time to time I feel a smidge guilty about the amount of holiday time (paid!) I get, or the number of stats I take, or my late fees. Do I ask too much? Do I take advantage? Mostly I don’t think so, but I’d hate to think I was causing someone inconvenience or costing them money they can ill afford in hiring back-up care when they’re already paying for the space with me.


And then I think… last year, two of my tots went to Cuba for ten days. One of these same tots has also been to the west coast a couple of times, and England once. One family went to The Netherlands. This week, a different one of the tots is in Mexico, and over March break yet another family is going to Costa Rica. There have been trips to Disneyland, to the east coast, the west coast, spontaneous weekends away in balmy southern states…

Last year, I went to Portland for a long weekend. And it was lovely, really lovely, in a pretty, pastoral, mist-on-the-water, rosy-sunset way.


But it ain’t Mexico. Or Costa Rica. Or The Netherlands. Or England. (Or, thank GOD, Disneyland. Bleah.)

So. Guilt?

Not so much.

February 9, 2009 Posted by | holidays, the dark side | , | 2 Comments