My parents are celebrating 50 years of marriage this year. About 2 years ago, my mom said to my three sisters and I:
“I’m thinking we should do something special as a family for our 50th wedding anniversary in 2015. Your dad I would like take all of you kids and the grandkids on a nice vacation. Someplace like the Caribbean or a cruise the week between Christmas and New Years.”
Which made us feel like:
Our kids (there are seven kids among the three of us who have them) were also very excited, because they had visions of Atlantis and Disney cruises dancing in their heads:
Last year, a couple of us asked mom if plans for the trip were starting to gel since we would need to request time off from work for dipping our toes in the sand and soaking our livers in alcohol. And that’s when we got a huge shock:
“Girls…I’ve picked the location. Your dad and I are very excited — next July, we are going to the Boar’s Head Inn in Charlottesville, VA!”
Each of my sisters and I had a similar reaction:
So, we started a new mantra:
We explained to our kids that the destination their grandparents picked (and were paying for) didn’t have dolphin swims, water slides, and beaches. But we reassured them that a high-end, adult resort would be just as fun with
none of those things golf, tennis, and a swimming pool.
Since my sisters and I have done such a good job of raising our kids, my teenage and pre-teen nieces reacted fine:
And my sons and nephews were calm about the change of plans:
I just don’t understand where our kids get this attitude from…
OK…so maybe my sisters and I need to adjust our attitudes a bit. This place does have 3 pools. There is sand in the traps on the golf course. And I’m sure they will overcharge us for yummy rum drinks, just like they would on an island or a cruise ship.
So, even though it’s not the Caribbean…