Since I head to Blissdom this Thursday, my mom and Tucker’s folks have been kind enough to look after the kids while I’m gone.
The grandparents all get grandkid time. Tucker gets time off from EVERYONE once I’m at the conference and I get to rejoice in a peaceful mind when it comes to the kids. It works out grandly for everyone involved.
Tucker’s doing his homework right now. I’m outside writing this. I haven’t made anything for dinner; the leftovers in the fridge will work. I have my headphones on and am blasting Mumford and Sons.
It’s the little things you forget when you have kids.
You would assume I’d be doing this since the kids aren’t here:
Instead, I’m more like this: