Last night Sarah and I ordered a pizza, with toppings we chose. We sat in the middle of her big bed and watch episodes of a Lifetime movie. The baby slept, woke and nursed, slept. I sat and sorted family photos to give to the kids today. Nobody phoned, or stopped by. It was quiet. We stayed up a bit late, just enjoying being together. Chris had taken Caiden on a camping/fishing trip 2 hours away. Even when he realized they couldn't find the tent he still took him. I said to him, before he left, "You know your ears are going to fall off in the next 24 hours." He smiled and continued packing. He had stopped on his way home to pick up Caiden - dropping off diet coke and chocolate for us. Father of the year.....

Before I went to sleep I sent an email to my sweet husband back in Pennsylvania. Just a reminder that I miss him. The family dog came upstairs and settled in beside me. We slept til the sun woke us up this morning - Grayson, the 19 month old, the dog and me. We started our day with breakfast and his favorite baby praise dvd. Praise God - I was able to figure out the three remotes and it worked! He's been with me enough days in a row that he recognizes me and is willing to settle for me for awhile.

I checked email and had an email from my husband telling me starting his day with an email from me was a nice surprise. It's almost 10 am and Sarah and Addison are still asleep. In spite of Grayson making car noises and riding his big wheels around the living room. All the other kids and their wives are coming over later today. We're going to celebrate Leslie's 25th birthday - with gifts wrapped, squiggle bows attached. Caiden and Chris will come back with the stuff that camping drags home. The house will be crazy, messy, full - in a good way.

Right now, drinking coffee reheated from yesterday, watching this tow-headed toddler playing, and knowing my daughter is still asleep - the last 12 hours feels like a pile of gifts without wrapping paper and bows.

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