The kids are off from school this week so we bundled them off for a little vacation. The first night on the road my 3-year old said "I'm tired. I want to go to our home exchange." She had a hard time comprehending that we were not sleeping at a home exchange house while on vacation. We pulled into the hotel parking lot and she took one look at the 12-story edifice and announced "This is our home exchange." I fear I have warped the little dear. Will she be able to travel like a normal adult when she grows up?
I feel her pain. We have no washer/dryer access and washing out my clothes in the sink is getting old. If only we had a home exchange!
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