You get out of work on Friday afternoon after a long week of slaving away for The Man. It's 80 degrees out even though it's late in the afternoon. As you're picking up your 6-month-old from daycare, your cell phone rings. Your best friend (and his girlfriend) invite you, your wife and your kid out on a sunset boat cruise around Charleston Harbor. You dash home, grab the wife, pack up a cooler with some snacks and Cold Ones and hop on the boat at a public dock 12 minutes from your house. You spend the next couple of hours slowing cruising up and down the tidal creeks of Daniel Island sipping Coronas while your kiddo takes it all in. Plenty of pictures are taken to document the occasion...
You wake up on Saturday and go for a leisurely walk around the neighborhood with the whole family (dog included). Then, you drop the pooch off at home and take your daughter to her first visit to the neighborhood pool. You sit with her in the shallow end while she splashes around and gets used to the water and you work on your suntan. Then, you and your wife take turns holding her in the air and "dunking" her waist-deep into the water as she giggles and smiles at the experience. Again, plenty of pictures are taken to document the occasion...
On Sunday, you spend the morning cooking a hearty breakfast and relaxing at your house - watching your daughter learn how to use a sippy cup for the first time and scooting around on the floor. She's so close to crawling, you just know she's going to put it all together one of these days. You then give the car a wash and detail job thorough enough it could pass a showroom floor inspection. You wrap things up by either heading off to the beach for the afternoon or taking another walk around the neighborhood (dog included, of course). To end the day, it's burgers on the grill as the sun sets and a cool offshore breeze blows through your hair.
No, it's not vacation... it's just the weekend.
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