I fell in love

We had two weeks off. Two weeks with all six of us together…24/7. On Sunday night, our last night together, I didn’t want it to end.  I poopoo’d (new word in 2014) all the other mommies on Facebook who were rejoicing in the knowledge that they would have a few moments on their own on Monday. I wanted to get under the covers with my favorite Farleys and pretend the real world didn’t exist…just like we had done for the last two weeks. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Eva had a dreaded appointment with a … Read more…