Anywho... the first day of our two weeks of Christmas break is behind me now. We survived. No one was sent to their beds for indefinite periods of time and my sanity (and love for my kids) is still intact. It was always hard for me to comprehend what other mothers meant when they talked about not enjoying the times when their kids were home for breaks. I understand it now. It disrupts the "norm" and my routine and our schedules. It's CRAZY busy and my kids are used to be given activities to complete, not entertain themselves all day, so they come to me saying that they are bored much more then when they were younger and stayed at home. We've already done just about all of the crafts that I had planned for the entire week! But I think we're starting to settle down into a new goove.