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MommaK Goes To The Dominican Republic

By Jane Goodwin | April 26, 2007

The beauteous MommaK of the blog "Petroville" has just returned from the Dominican Republic, and because I said "Please" and asked her nicely, she has given me permission to pretty much steal the post she made on her own blog and put it right here.

According to MommaK, it was a good trip.

"When we left Virginia on the Saturday morning before Easter, there was a blanket of fresh snow on the ground. By 3 p.m. that same day, we were doing this:

Jealous yet?

We stayed at the Club Med in Punta Cana. I chose this resort because of its family atmosphere and wide array of children’s activities. In fact, we stayed right across from the Kid’s Club.

Inside, you could sign your child up for their appropriate age group and they would be whisked away by sweet, singing camp instructors to have the time of their lives. (It’s true; I read the brochure!) Activities such as swimming, sailing, rollerblading, basketball, tennis, archery, and circus school were just a handful of the delicious choices on the menu. Parents enjoy some quiet time to read on the beach or even get a massage, and the kids can make friends to hang out with for the week and never have to utter the words, "Mommy, I’m bored." Perfectly brilliant, right?

We dropped them off at 10 a.m. Monday morning, with the promise to come and check on them at lunch. That would give them 2 activity blocks of time. During those two hours, my older daughter chose archery and swimming, while my youngest did some dancing and arts & crafts. My husband and I picked frolicking in the clear, blue waters and rating the topless ladies on the beach. Oh, yes. Lots of boobies.

At noon, I walked up to the pool to check on my oldest. Immediately, she began looking sullen and full of woe. She wanted out bad. Had I left her, I truly believe she would have met a friend and been fine. . . and probably would have had the time of her life like the brochure said. But I’m a sucker. I bailed her out and went to check on #2.

My youngest is not shy. She did not put on a pathetic "Please release me" face like her big sister When she saw me approaching her outdoor dance class, she began to wave her arms frantically and yell, "Mom!! Dad!! Hey!! Wait!! Can I come with you guys?"

I sprung her, too, and that was the last of the Kid’s Club for us. I guess I should not be all that surprised that my darlings are anti-organized activities. You didn’t catch Mommy or Daddy doing anything with the flock either. . . not that that’s a bad thing."

What did MommaK and her husband do, then? Tune in tomorrow, and you’ll find out. I’ll give you a hint: it sounds heavenly.

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Topics: Friends and Family, Culture, Travel / Relocation, Lifestyle, Destinations, Retirement Overseas |

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