What you see here is a puzzle dropped in my stocking on the feast of St. Nicholas (Dec. 6). It reads basically Diapers (husband's affectionate nickname for our offspring) to Grandma and Grandpa Chickens' (because they have chickens), from the 9th to the 16th of January, Joseph and I are going to visit Hawaii!
Look at his face. Could you (easily) leave that face? So, any tips on actually enjoying yourself when you want desperately to be relaxed but keep thinking about your babies?!