<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tashadoestulsa/3927512372/" title="DSC07097 by Tasha Does Tulsa, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2517/3927512372_72c754731f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSC07097" /></a></div><br />My husband and I went on a short vacation over the weekend. It was no big deal - just a few days in Napa Valley, California. Three days of watching acre after acre of vineyard pass by from a limousine window, of lounging in a Tuscan-inspired suite, of eating some of the best meals of my life.<br /><br />It was also three days of not having to chase after an active, curious toddler. Three days of not having to cut up chicken nuggets with a kid-sized fork. Three days of sleeping in past 9.<br /><br />Grab the Kleenex and read the rest of this story <a href="http://www.ttownmoms.com/?page=blogs/view&amp;BLID=6071">on my blog at tTownMoms.com</a>.