They boys had requested a weekend at a hotel. We couldn’t swing that, so we asked them to make a list of their favorite memories from previous hotel visits and worked at checking them off.
Hot chocolate. Check.
Staying up late on Saturday night to play games. Check.
Finding a shore town to do a little shopping for jellybeans and other trinkets. Check.
Walking on a boardwalk. Check.
Unexpectedly getting to play on the beach. Check.
And getting to see things we don’t see every day. Check.
I think we did pretty well. And I suspect the happy boys, who are upstairs giggling in their beds when they should be sleeping, would agree.