You might be wondering how my husband fared with the three "big" kids while I was gone for 5 days helping my sister. He seemed unfazed and still sane, so I would say he did pretty well! It did definitely help him to appreciate me more which is just what I was hoping. He took off work and played Mr. Mom...sort of. I found some pretty interesting clothes combinations in the children's laundry, and I can only begin to imagine what the girls' hair looked like. I should have had him take pictures, but maybe it is better that I don't know. With the exception of the clean laundry (that I had folded the night before I left) still sitting in the same piles all over our bedroom floor when I returned 5 days later and some strange unidentified smells in the kitchen and in the van, I can't complain at all. He is nowhere near qualified for an episode of "The Week the Women Went." He is a sweetheart to have let me go visit my sister and give some of his vacation time up.
It was the longest I have ever been away from the children, and I missed them like crazy! It made me feel better that every time I called to talk to the kids I was given the countdown on how many day until I got back. Glad daddy is not the only one worthy of a countdown!
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