...the days until vacation! Once again, we will be setting out for the wonderland that is Granny and Grandpa's house, for a fun-filled yet relaxing week of blissful inactivity. Kenzie and I will lounge in the Garage beneath the Pickup Truck Cabana, while Mom whiles away the afternoon on the swing by the pond, sipping lemonade and swatting at bees. Delicious salads of fresh dandelion and clover await us, with a strawberry garnish and maybe even a carrot top or two!
Mom has already started a packing list. She says it would be easier to travel with triplet toddlers than it is to haul all of our bunny stuff back and forth. She says the term "high maintenance" comes to mind. I think that's grossly unfair. Just because I refuse to travel without my burrow box, two kinds of hay, special water crock, hay ball, litterboxes and cuddle blankie...
Mom herself packs light. A pair of old sweat pants and a couple tee shirts, a ratty nightgown and a pair of socks in case it gets chilly at night, and she's set for the week. The most strenuous activity she has planned for herself is scooping out ice cream. Mom is by nature a slothful creature, never more so than when she is camped out in the sunshine fanning herself with a Birds and Blooms magazine. She claims that Kenzie and I are lazy...well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, let me tell you!
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