Our weekend started off a little shaky.
D went out of town to visit family. Which left me alone. With the kids.
There may have been some tears involved.
But we rallied.
Which was followed by the greatest movie trilogy of all time.
Ahem. That would be Back to the Future, of course.
Which, apparently, is best viewed in the comfort of a laundry basket. Also, of course.
We played soccer in the rain. Twice.
And the next day, the clouds parted, and Daddy came home.
Rejoicing was had by all.
There were glorious coconut doughnuts.
And after fourteen hours on the road, of course we put Daddy right to work.
Auntie A brought the kiddos these amazing balls of death and destruction.
…and by that, I mean, death by cuteness.
There were reports of random sibling love
which had to be documented for posterity.
I know. I can hardly believe it myself.
And then we capped off the weekend with Blueberry muffins from scratch (yes, I’m bragging) and the Oscars. There may have been a tear or two in the batter. Allright allright allright.
All in all, one pretty awesome weekend.
With a very happy Mommy.