Tucker and I dropped the kids off with his folks yesterday.
We now have six days of glorious freedom where we get to pretend we’re just 30-something married people with a dog and no kids. Until we happen to find a kid sock somewhere or one of us remembers something cute one of them did.
Or something.
When the kids aren’t around, we don’t have to break up fights and tell them to stop touching each other. That “alone time” leads to conversations like the one below.
I expect more videos like this in the near future.
