Earlier this year, my husband and I went on vacation to Punta Cana where I indulged in a cappuccino and a “Pain au chocolat" chocolate croissant every morning. It was bliss.
Upon returning home, we discovered that all four children were very sick. For a moment, my rested, relaxed self wanted to return to the airport and get back to my bliss. That’s not exactly how it works, so I decided that Punta Cana (and its croissants) would have to wait. I found my big-girl panties, put them on, and spent the next few days of “Re-Entry” doing loads of laundry, sanitizing surfaces, and nursing sick children back to health......
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