He's home! He's home!

Justin made it home last night. It was so great to see him. Poor guy was just beat though. He drove 10 hours to get home to us. Natey and I cleaned up the living room so that Justin wouldn't have to do it today. I wanted to clean the kitchen, but after baths for the kids and taking them to their bedrooms one at a time, I started to have contractions. I was done - wiped out.

I didn't work yesterday. Pam took the day off, so I switched my schedule so that I could stay home with the kids. We met Tracy, her kids, and her mother at McDonald's for lunch. After eating and playing, Nathan went to their house to play for a while longer. Claire and I went home and took a nap. I didn't think I was tired, but I slept for 2 hours. I must have needed it. Tracy called later to see if Nathan could stay and have pizza with them. He instructed her to say please. :) I finally went to get him at 7. He still wasn't ready to come home, but finally did without much complaining.

Tracy always does nice things like that for me - keep my kids (or at least one). She told me yesterday that I looked tired and obviously knew that I'd had the kids by myself this week and thought I needed a break. Peach woke up from her nap in a horrible mood. I don't know what on earth was wrong with her. She was mad at the world though. When I called Tracy to see what time I should pick up Natey, I asked her if this was by chance an exchange program. :) I'm sure it would have been had I been serious - she's good like that.

Yesterday I got an e-mail from a friend. It was one of those survey kind of things. This one was a bit different. One of the questions was "Who is your loudest friend". I was shocked to see my name as her answer. Loudest? How on earth did I manage that title? Opinionated - yes indeed, but loud? I guess I better take a better look at myself. I don't want to be ANYONE'S loudest friend. Really - loud???

I was so excited to make Justin breakfast this morning for a welcome home type thing. I found this recipe in a 'Taste of Home' magazine that my sister gave me. I called home to see how it was and Natey told me "Well, it wasn't good". You never know with Natey, so I talked to Justin and, well, it wasn't good. CRAP! At least I tried I guess, but I really thought it was going to be good. Oh well - better luck next time I guess.