Baby Cameron.
Max was in his happy place.
We took a break to enjoy a picnic lunch. Seriously, these are the days that I dream of the entire year. Sun, happy and well-behaved kids, good friends-- pretty much perfect.
Josh arrived home safely today from India. I was a single-mom for the past 9 days (5 of which I was with the kids the entire morning, noon and night. Going to work the other four days felt like a break!) and just as I suspected, I have renewed respect for single parents. All in all, the kids behaved wonderfully. There was that one Sunday that I thought I was going to either lose my mind or my soul. But the other eight days were great. Yes, I did have to take a few tylenol almost every night after bath and bedtime, but that's probably a coincidence, right? Honestly, it actually felt refreshing to have no focus other than the children. We did lots of fun things- went to the cabin, played at the park, picked up froyo and ate it on our driveway, walked to Uncle Chris and Aunt Becky's house and played outside, went to the splash park, grilled dinner at Aunt Bethanie and Uncle Barry's (with Auntie Heather too), spent a lot of time playing outside our house and walking the neighborhood, and got haircuts all around. These children are so precious to me!
Yesterday I was preparing dinner and Max walked up to me in the kitchen. He brought me a cup of coffee from his kitchen (his favorite thing to do), looked up at me with his big eyes and said in the sweetest little voice, "Mommy, I'm going to EAT you. And BITE your head....and FROW it in the WEFRIGERATOR!!"
Needless to say, I slept with one eye open last night.
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