The house is quite. Nothing goes crash in the night, nobody falls off their chair at breakfast time, daddy can read his newspaper from start to finish without having to attend to some minor emergency in between the sports page and the funnies. You guessed it: we're kid-less. Thanks to grandpa and grandma, we've been granted a short reprieve from the daily pandemonium.
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
Don't get me wrong, I love my kids, but it's really nice to be able to carry on a normal conversation in the car.
Grandpa and grandma drove out last weekend and took the boys for what will be about two weeks by the time Andrea and I wander back west to pick them up again. They were very excited, and under the strictest of orders to be on their best behavior. Anthony repeatedly assured us that he would be a good boy: "I won't get into Grandpa's tools, daddy." We'll see.
So far the reports are good. Grandpa and grandma are holding out fine, the kids sufficiently worn out from the hotel swimming pools to keep from rocking the ship too much, and Rob and Andrea catching up on their sleep.
Thanks grandpa and grandma.
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