
(most images courtesy of my phone…not the best quality)
Ande was out of town with RUF doing rebuilding in Tuscaloosa with Habitat for Humanity. He got back home last night.
We always miss him when he is away, but this was the longest I have been on my own as a parent. (To my single mom friends: I realize again that ya’ll rock!)
God was super gracious to us & esp. to me (see below), and the week went pretty smoothly.
I thought I would record some highlights of the week here…
Saturday
Ande leaves early in the morning.
Knox (18 months) later tells me he needs to then uses the little potty for the first time. (Insert fist pumps and shouts of hooray and celebratory calls to family here.)

Sunday
My nephew Micah is born! More fist pumps and shouts of hooray and celebratory calls to family. :)
Owen tries to tell on Knox for something, but says “Mom, you will never believe what your grandchild Knox did”. This cracks me up. I remind Owen I am 31, not 51.
We go to the library and check out tons of books and some Super Why DVDs to help me through the week alone. The best of the books is this one, the second time we’ve checked it out; love the story about a good dad and those beautiful illustrations. We also score with a kids’ cd we all really like…a lot.
Monday
I turn 32. Owen sings me Happy Birthday while I am still in bed. Knox says “cupcake” over and over from breakfast time until 2:00 when we go to our local cupcakery for Monday Minis. I love it.
I try to take the kids to dinner by myself at a sit-down restaurant so I don’t have to cook or clean up. I end up packing up my whole meal to-go when one child has a bathroom emergency. Still worth it to not clean or cook, and the kids were able to eat their meals there (I was busy cutting theirs into pieces). I enjoy a nice dinner once I retrieve the take-out box from the fridge when the kids are in bed.
Honestly, a great birthday. I love spending time with my little people.

Tuesday
Owen is clearly missing his daddy. He asks me to play with him all day long, and I terribly pitch him some wiffle balls to hit.
Cannot imagine cooking and cleaning up. We eat dinner out again, this time for Taco Tuesday. Its delicious, and the three of us eat for $9 (though my sanity is priceless).
Still laughing at Owen having what is, I believe, his first sips of my Coke, after he got a hot bite (from a jalepeno?) of black beans. We have often told him this is a “drink for grown ups”. He takes a sip, eyes wide, and says “It IS good!” and asks for more.
I had recently described Coke as “burning going down my throat”, so he was afraid and pleasantly surprised.

Got to snuggle a slightly congested Knox in the rocker tonight for a long while. It’s rare, so I treasure that kind of thing. :)
Wednesday
Knox tells me he needs to, then uses the little potty again.
Holy moly.
One less diaper is happily one less diaper to me.
Owen surprises me by telling me he is cleaning the house all by himself, and that I cannot help. Actually, he tells me to sit on the couch. He then proceeds to pick up all the toys, dirty clothes, and strewn-about shoes, singing a made-up cleaning song the whole time. He did such a good job it looked like a grown-up did it.
I hug him a lot for being so sweet.
My heart nearly bursts.
Thursday

I take the kids to Disney’s Animal Kingdom. 4 hours is perfect to both entertain and wear them out. :)

Seriously, I could ride the safari ride all day.
I make meatloaf for dinner. I love it, Ande hates it…so we mostly eat it when he is not here. Owen eats two helpings, and tells me “Mommy, you make the most amazing dinners, and you are beautiful.” I think he should stay 3 forever.
Knox, not a fan…apparently he takes after Ande here.
Friday
I realize Knox is frequently talking in “sentences”:
- “Baby cry over d’ere”
-”I want some more”
-”Mommy up”
-”Daddy truck” (every man in a dark truck is his daddy)
and my favorite “Mommy…hair….wet….shower”.
That’s a lot of complex thought!
He is also requesting certain things for breakfast when I get him up in the morning:
“snack…waffles” or “snack…motemeal”. Everything to eat is a “snack”.
The SLP in me is so fascinated watching language development in my own home!!! (Nerd alert and also proof that I picked the right career) :)
Owen watches Super Why while I iron clothes tonight in another room. He frequently comes in to tell me what is happening in the storyline, all little-boy excited and animated.
Honestly, my heart nearly melts and I cry a little thinking about how these days with little ones are just the sweetest, crazy-busiest days.
So thankful when God hits the pause button in my head and lets me see that.
Saturday
We play, we swim, our babysitters return from Spring Break so I leave the house for a couple hours alone! :)
Ande comes home to chants of “daddy!”, and he wrestles with the kids for a long while. Boy, did those kids miss wrestling with Daddy!
I get rewarded by dinner out with friends at a Japanese steakhouse to celebrate their birthdays. Our server is extra kind and lets me get $25 off my meal for my birthday being that week…so my bill was $10 for a delicious steak and shrimp meal. Score!
Totally wish there weren’t police helicopters flying overhead 5 of 8 nights this week, but thankfully I never had to call 911. :)
I can’t complain!
***Ande, welcome home!!!