How do parents “survive” (I’m trying not to gloat) 10 days of no kids in the house?
For us, it’s been a lot like college. I think I’ve run the dishwasher once, and that was only to clean coffee mugs and cereal bowls. Our bikes are parked inside the front door and last night we ate dinner in the bar at Mike’s American, rather than wait 2 hours for a four-top in the restaurant.
The only real difference between these days and college is that Carlos has a very good day job that he needs to be up early and responsible for (oh; well, different for me, anyway, because he went to the Academy), and we scramble each evening to call our parents at a decent hour — because, of course, that’s when we talk to our little people. Last night, the Teeny and Tiny voices told me how much they weigh on Mars and the moon and gushed about the laser show from their visit to the science museum.
Over the weekend, we biked around Burke Lake Park and then the Mt. Vernon Trail. This weekend, we’re planning to ride from Georgetown to Bethesda.
What does all of this have to do with photography? Take advantage of an American summer tradition, sending the kids to Camp Grandparents, and you’ll soon see what rediscovering your original favorite subject brings to your lens!
[RAZR photo by Carlos; view by Sky Terrace atop the Hotel Washington]