I make a gift for Slice, it doesn't turn out like I hoped it would.
He writes me a love note and/or tells me something is coming later. Sometimes he tells me what that "something" is, but more often he doesn't.
You can guess how we spent this Valentine's Day.
I wanted to make this for Slice but Kiana came home from the store with this. (Ouch!)
I made these cookies with salted butter and forgot to decrease the salt I put in. (Oops.)
Slice worked late, so when he came home we had Velveeta shells & cheese for dinner. Then he fell asleep on the living room floor at 8:30 while I watched Psych downstairs. Then he went back out to a well at midnight. (Romantic!)
|MG got her first taste of candy|
So we went away. I never spent the night away from Liam until I was in the hospital with MG, and I would probably have objected except that I figured it was the best possible scenario: someone who already lives with us and loves the kids (and they love her!), and I knew could handle them for the 18 hours we were gone.
It was a really nice break - mostly just weight off my mind for a few hours - but I forgot one thing. I can't sleep in hotels.