Oh, the supense! The not knowing!

It's killing them.

We won't tell the girls where we're going for spring break, and it's killing them. They've asked several times: begged, pleaded, asking nonchalantly as if we'll miss a beat and spill the beans -- to no avail. JB asked me last night, and I replied, "I really couldn't say." Mark and I are having a devilishly good time not telling. We'll tell them when we're on the way there. Fortunately for us, we now have 3 extra drivers, and that will make the trip go a lot more smoothly.

It's really killing Rose. Rose likes to know the plan. She's just like her daddy, and they don't prefer surprises. No thanks, just tell them the plan. Then they know what to expect and how to act, and everyone will like them. It's a stretch for these two to make it up as they go along. What if they react the wrong way?

They never do, they're both two of the most delightful people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. That's why surprising them is so much fun!

With JB, it's all about power. She wants to know so she can lord it over the other girls. Not surprising for a tall, strong, gorgeous girl who's fourth in the lineup. A little power now and then can make you more benevolent than not, in her opinion. And truth be told, she's usually right about that.

Bug doesn't really care. She just wants to have fun, as does Baby. But the Bunny, oh the Bunny has to know. She doesn't know what to wear! Can her best friend come? Where will it be, what will we do? How can she be the life of the party when she doesn't know what kind of party it will be? Oh dear!

Obviously, I am taking great enjoyment from all this hubub. And I look forward to a nice, relaxing spring break. And here's where we're going . . .

I'll let you know when we get there. : )