Break

Max and I drove to the airport to be there when Pops & Nana arrived with Mini tonight.  I just couldn’t wait for them to drive her home, I had to be there at the first chance possible.  I brought balloons, too.  How funny is that?

I really missed my little girl!  But the weekend here with Max was fun and we did things that we normally wouldn’t be able to do.  Like stay at the pool for hours in the afternoons, go to the movies, and run out for quick errands in record-time, i.e. Dairy Queen.  Max liked most of the outings I had planned and tolerated the rest.  The put-off-forever visit to the Social Security Administration wasn’t as much fun but I was not going to pass up the opportunity to get that done toddler-free.

I also cleaned without interruption.  Plus, for six days I didn’t have to do any of this kind of sweeping.

By the way, Mini had herself a great time down in Arkansas.  She did pretty well on the plane and slept through the night just fine.  She got spoiled with attention, love, and half the Gerber snack aisle.  I was so relaxed and knew she was in good hands.  Every time I called, I heard her happily talking in the background. It was always, “NANA!  NANA!”  I didn’t dare talk to her on the phone to prevent myself from bursting into tears her from feeling separation anxiety.  It could go either way at this age.

She and I had a nice catch-up time tonight in her rocking chair while she was in a blissfully half-asleep cuddly state.  It was cut short because Mike wanted a turn.  No fair.  Who does he think he is anyway?

But tomorrow while he’s at work it’s just me and my kids.  And two bags of leftover yogurt melts.  The break was good, but I’m refreshed and ready to get back to normal life.