or in other words....Lance and I have a week of FREEDOM!
I'm not sure to be happy or sad. I guess I'm a mixture of both. Today my youngest went to camp for the very first time. Tuesday, my second-to-the-youngest will go to a different camp until Saturday. Our two oldest are....well, old. They can get by mostly on their own.
This gives Lance and I FOUR ENTIRE DAYS AND NIGHTS almost alone. Nearly. Well, close anyway. We both have to work during the day but the evenings are all ours!
Now we just need to figure out what to do with ourselves.
Here's Ashley with her friend Kiera as they prepared to get on their bus.
I was sternly informed that under NO circumstances was I to hug her or otherwise become touchy-feely with her as we signed in and she got on the bus. She was adamant. I was wounded but did manage a bit of a hug before she boarded. I was worried about her ability to manage all her bags and supplies. I think she did ok, see?
They weren't much for waving goodbye, but as parents, Kiera's mom and I had to give it a shot.
This little break coincides nicely with our 23rd wedding anniversary. Now we just need to figure out how to celebrate and where.....any suggestions?