Day Two of Chad's trip to Colorado, and I'm surviving single mommyhood...so far. I tell ya, I have all the respect in the world for single moms. I know it's a tough job. As much as I love my kiddos—and they've actually been surprisingly good yesterday and today—there's just so much stuff to do. Never a moment to rest. (Today's a pleasant exception, however.)
With Chad gone to visit his brother, he's getting a vacation from the everyday hum of our lives. He needed it, I think. I have to admit that I wish I had gone with him. (I'd love to go out and visit my dad and stepmom out in Colorado. It's been a couple of years since we've been out there.) In some ways, though, we're getting a little vacation here, too.
We didn't have anything on the calendar today, we finished our errands before Chad left for vacation, and this morning was stormy and wet, so we've been home all day. Probably will be the rest of the day, too. It's kind of nice to not have to rush around a hundred different places on the weekend. This is the first weekend in a very long time that we haven't had anything going on. And if Chad were home, we'd probably come up with something to do, just to get the kids out of the house, if nothing else. I have fought the urge to go out today, though, because there's nothing we really need to do, the kids are getting along, and we'd only spend money if we went somewhere. So we're staying in and enjoying ourselves.
Don't believe me about the kids getting along? I know it's hard to believe. Here's proof. They were building a train track together, and E was checking off the pieces on the "map" as G put them into place. It was actually G's idea. What?! I know! Granted, it didn't last long (as soon as G got stuck looking for a piece, he was on to other things), but it was a sweet moment nonetheless.
They've been playing well all day—I can't express how unusual this is—and now they're even napping in the same room. We'll see how long that lasts, but I don't think they have ever wanted to spend so much time together! What is going on? I don't know, but I'm not complaining.
As happy as they seem to be, they're both missing their daddy. Yesterday, by 7:48 a.m., G was crying, wanting him back. This morning, it was E's turn, surprisingly, at 7:47 a.m. (I swear I didn't make that up.) We miss you, hun. If you're checking in on us from Colorado, just wanted you to know.
And I have to say, that as much as today feels like a vacation, in some ways it's anything but. Chad does an awful lot around here, and it's that little stuff I miss the most: cooking dinner (I'm in charge of dishes), getting the kids dressed in the morning, bathing them at night, taking out the trash, cleaning out the litter boxes—all of that fun stuff, you know? So while I'm missing having him around to talk to and run around with, I'm missing everything he does for this family, too. Love ya, hun. Come home soon.
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