...the two-week We-Time MacDaddy and I promised ourselves we'd find time once a year to do until we're old and grey. Leaving the boys behind still isn't the easiest thing to do even after all these years but it helps they're surprisingly supportive and really cool about the whole deal. Plus MacDaddy is the world's best travel buddy.
Rewind to months before we were off
Me: Mak, Tato, remember Mama and Papa go on a vacation once a year? We're going in November. You'll have fun things to do also here in Manila. You'll go to the beach with Lala, and live some days with Nani and Dada. You're even going to have a sleepover with your cousins. I'll call and I'll email you all the time and Papa will take lots of photos to show you.
Mak: Where are you going?
Me: We're going to Paris and Prague and Munich and ....
Tato: Munich! Munich! Yes!!! Can you buy me the Bayern Munich jersey of Neuer! Yay! Yes!!!
And there I was ready with the "it will be a quick trip" / "we'll be back in no time"/ "we'll miss you but we'll have lots of stories to tell each other after" speeches but I didn't need them. Sweet.
So I guess We-Time was now "We" on a mission to find new football jerseys. Sweet.