Hunting Widow

It is just me and the kids this weekend. Mr. Big has Gone Hunting. I miss him, don't get me wrong, but I am so glad to be home and not traveling this weekend. Two kids and road trips don't mix. Last time we traveled over there the boys were both sick and life was HELL. It was torture, actually. We survived and got home in one piece, but I swore I would not return in the years 2005 or 2006. I kept that promise and here I sit, alone, with two kids. Can't say I'm all that disappointed.

My Mom came over quite a bit and we went over to their house. It has just been one lazy weekend. I have done my loads of laundry though (see my five weird things).
I made dinner last night for my parents. We've watched our whole Disney movie collection. Jacob is in heaven. We've played outside in the mild weather. Sun and high of 72' yesterday made it a beautiful day to hang outdoors. I mowed the yard and my Dad weedeated. The flowers outside are blooming in my rose and hibiscus bushes. So pretty!

Mr. Big calls from Louisiana to give his hunting reports. I am so happy to hear his voice when he calls. I see his cell number pop up on the caller ID and I get giddy. It feels like we're dating again and he's calling to talk. I remember those late nights and long conversations. It is the same, except we've been married for six+ years. I'm so glad my partner is still the guy that makes me shiver. He honestly does (I probably don't tell him enough though).

We're having a good time here at home. I hope he brings home a rack (as of last night, nothing). In the meantime, I've got a load of laundry with my name on it and a baby that wants his oatmeal cereal. Motherhood calls.