A week without Daddy…

Jeff has been out of town this whole week (feels like a whole year) and so I have been playing single-mom.  Thankfully, people take pity on you when you look haggard enough and act like you are going out of your mind (I'm just kidding...kind of).  Seriously, I've had a lot of help this week.  I had to add, however, a  comment Ella made to her pre-school teacher.  Apparently, in the midst of doing something, probably completely unrelated to Daddy, Ella blurted out, "You won't see my daddy again."  Just like that, matter-of-factly.  Her teacher, of course, thinks something horrible has happened to Jeff (which, of course, nothing has...in fact no one should feel sorry for him and his mini-vacation).  Kristi, our babysitter, had to explain that, no, he was fine and yes, we were still married--he was simply away for a week.  Ella truly is a drama queen...not sure where she gets it from (no comments, please)!

Not enough time in the day. . .

For anyone with kids or who has ever had kids, you know the "magic" happens when they go to bed.  By magic, I am referring to unloading the dishwasher, sweeping the floor, picking up little toys that stab your feet as you quickly try to stop toddlers from tossing Christmas ornaments from the tree (that you keep thinking you'll get put away soon), and doing anything remotely adultish - like reading books without pictures or watching movies that aren't rated 'G'...you get the idea.

The kids have been asleep now for about 2 hours and I have accomplished nothing -- except watching reruns of "What Not to Wear" and "House Hunters" simultaneously.  You know, I sometimes think that if I just had a bit more ambition left in me at this time of night, that I could really accomplish great things in life (at least those things I mentioned above), but I am seriously worn out by this point of the day and accomplishing anything at all seems just plain daunting.

So, what has been accomplished today?  Well, I managed to go to a dental appointment (sans kiddos!) where I learned my wisdom teeth must come out (that blew the excitement of being alone for an hour), went shopping with my sister, came home and played with the kids, went to my grandma's for our Friday night date while Jeff was at work, and did get Ella and Keeton in bed on time, complete with the bedtime story and snack.  Maybe watching HGTV/TLC reruns wasn't so undeserved after-all!