Yesterday, I sent my three babies off with Chuck's parents to Arkansas for TWO weeks. I know the older two will do great and have a wonderful time, but I'm a little concerned about George since it will be his first time to be away from us for this length of time. I'm also worried about the grandparents, because, let's face it, three's a lot for even me. So, I lined them up, snapped a picture and sent them off. We have two loose teeth on the horizon, so we'll see what they look like when the come back. I hope they cherish this wonderful opportunity to spend alone time with their grandparents. What a blessing it is to have grandparents that want to spend time with the grandkids. My mom is the same way. We are so blessed to have so many people who love and care for our beautiful children.
The house is eerily quiet. I had no idea what to do with myself yesterday when I got home from work. I did my workout, made my dinner, sat on the couch, and the dogs and I stared at each other until I finally put a movie in. For the first day alone, I did not pick up any toys, wash dishes, dress anyone, wipe anyone's bottom, cook dinner for anyone except myself, run the dishwasher, wash or fold clothes, read any children's books, ask anyone to "be quiet" or "stop that" or "brush your teeth", or have to flush a toilet because someone under the age of 9 had forgotten, among other things.