Me and the boys practiced being daddy-less.
We've gotten pretty good at it. A groove of sorts.
So here's how we did it, this time.
First, we ignored the giant bag of Cheerios spilled in the playroom (easy-access snacks, right?)
Then mommy spent the evening watching her latest TV love. Not exactly Ben's first pick:)
In the morning (think I only got up 5 or 6 times) we rolled outta bed,
into the van and ate oreos for breakfast on the way to Grandma Bowen.
Me and my dad ran into the Temple.
While the boys did fun things at Grandma's,
After lunch we popped in on our friends the Oviatts, who have the most amazing little basket of toys. Always seems like there's something "new"(lots of the toys are older than me) to discover in it.
McKye discovered Sheldon's acting skills and giggled with delight watching him dramatically die a couple dozen times, from his "pew pew" gun shots.
Then it was off to the Glenwood school hill for some sledding!!! (and picture taking, of course )
It was a good day.
After hugs and thank you's to grandma and stoping in on my good friends birthday party
we were on our way home, ready for daddy to return in the middle of the night, excited to tell him of all our adventures in the morning.
On the drive I kept looking back at my kids in the rear view mirror and lyrics from a Josh Groban song kept coming to my mind.
...sometimes it's more than just enough
When all that you need to love
Is in front of your eyes.