A four-day, kid-free trip to Key West - great for a marriage.
A Friday night and all day Saturday, kid-free marriage conference at church - great for a marriage.
The dream I had last night where Kevin failed to make a reservation at the restaurant where I wanted to eat and then acted pissy with me when we ended up at McDonald's - not so great for a marriage. I mean, I'm well into the day after, and I still get annoyed when I think about it.
Emotions. So fickle.
And that connects to monster trucks how?
My mom watched the boys when we went to The Keys but this past weekend our church was hosting a marriage conference we wanted to attend. We weren't about to hit my mom up for extended babysitting so soon. Instead, Kevin parents came over from Tampa. For their long stretch on Saturday we planned a few activities. In the morning Gran brought Toby to My Gym* for the free play hour and Papa made Monster Trucks with the big boys.
My brother works at Lowes so he collected a ton of the kids-build projects and passed them on to my boys this Christmas. We've been so busy that this was their first go at one of them.
The trucks even have a light that lights up on top. Totally cool. Totally great Gran and Papa time for the boys.
*When I take Toby to My Gym for free play, most of the time he just sits on me and watches the other kids play. When Kevin or Gran take Toby he's off and playing. His class teacher was there this Saturdy and even commented about it. It stinks that I'm so cool, huh?
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