On the up side, we had a good week with decent routine. I am not sure if my apartment has ever been as clean as it was that week. When Guns sleeps for 2 hours in the afternoon, there's a good window of time to mop floors, fold laundry and do the dishes. The best part was that a Gunnar that naps is a happy Gunnar. I have decided that if my kid wakes up crying, he needs more sleep. We took that theory and ran with it; turns out once my kid has had enough sleep, he wakes up in the happiest mood ever. I took this picture because he woke up giggling and smiling with crazy hair and was in the best mood EVER!
I will admit that even though Guns and I got into some good habits in Kyle's absence, I was missing my husband tremendously. He called me on Saturday and mid-conversation the phone cut out. As I was dialing him back, I heard the door open and he quietly whispered "surprise!" I was soooooo thrilled to have both my handsome men under one roof again. The awesome thing about Kyle's arrival was that he'd been without a razor for the week, which meant that he grew himself a sweet-gross patchy Indian beard! Seriously almost homeless material! Needless to say, this thing only lasted for a few minutes post picture.
I have a new appreciation for my sister and sister-in-laws who do a lot of solo-parenting while their husbands are busy working. You guys are my heros!