"daddy's home"

I'm hiding out in the basement.

It's been a long day. Steve's working long hours at work, and that makes for long hours at home too. I'm doing shockingly well with all this. If you know me at all, I'm not really the kind of person who handles time away from my husband very well. I need him. :)

But tonight, I just couldn't do it. I got in over my head making cheese cake...NEVER AGAIN. So since he was home late, and he was bringing the cream cheese, we made it late, and then bedtime started late....you know how it goes.

So I asked him if I could clean the kitchen and he could put the kids to bed. I had been ready for their bedtime long ago, but he hadn't had any time with them. So he put them to bed. I cleaned the kitchen to the sound of giggling and toothbrushing and love.

And then I came to hide downstairs.

And as I'm writing this, I still hear it. They are so happy that he's home. So happy that he doesn't have to work tomorrow. So happy.

And I'm happy that I'm down here, just far enough away to love the sound, but keep my sanity. :)