So the girls were gone for nine days...off playing with grandparents and cousins and aunts. Patrick and I drove them out to Flagstaff and then returned to a very quiet and very clean house. It was quite a novelty -- for about three days. It was at that point that we were both pretty ready to have them back. This was the first time that sending the girls off was less of a vacation for us and more of a vacation for them. The stress and exhaustion of having babies and toddlers simply doesn't exist anymore. That is not to say we didn't enjoy having a whole week of grown-up time...the freedom to go out whenever and wherever we wanted to was, to say the least, GREAT. But we both found ourselves a bit restless, I think. Bored even, without the girls.
I went to pick them up two days ago. We went to a band concert at the park, and they played. And I hula-hooped with
Esmee. I really, really missed playing with them.
Next week we'll be in LA all week making a movie...and the little starlets are
soooo excited.
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