The Friday before Father's Day they went to their bio dads for the wkend.
We picked them up Dad's Day & dumped them at their grandparents house.
We saw them on the 3 hr road trip and 4 hr visit before we loaded ourselves up and drove back home again.
We get to go get them tomorrow.
And I'll be antsy every second until the mail lady drops off our paychecks.
They better be on time tomorrow.
Because if they arrive a day late on Saturday, I'll probably cry.
Literally, not figuratively.
Because since giving birth to my munchkins I've become a big hormonal wuss.
So barring I don't have to go psycho on the mail lady, we go get them tomorrow.
And stay the night there with them.
And come home on Saturday.
Monday we have a fun 4th planned with our new friends Ben & Jen's, at Ben's friend's house.
We almost bailed on them, when we explained that we don't do big crowds of people we don't know.
We barely do big crowds of people we Do know.
And that feeling is mutual with all members of my family
(except Xav, the kid can entertain himself Anywhere with Anything)
But we talked through it last evening
And found out they have the same feelings regarding people
And they promised us that wasn't the case
And begged us to go
And we're going
And on the 9th I'm sending kids to bio-dad's for 2 weeks
So not exactly 2 weeks, but until the 26th
And than sports starts
And they'll be back to 3 day wkends until Xmas break
So I can get through this
I miss them
I miss their laughter
I miss their fighting
I miss their smart ass retorts
I miss their pissy morning attitude
I miss their I'm Bored moments
I miss hugging on them
I miss how they make fun of me when I work out
I miss their never ending barrage of chatter
Do they have to grow up?
I know why some kids live at home until they get married...
I know I know, I will probably re-evaluate this when they're 19...
...but for now...
I miss them
And can't wait to squeeze them.