Sunday was a rush trying to get everything packed. It's a lot harder when you add two more people.
I don't think anyone was really rested. That led to a long trip home. I learned though that if the kids had ipads, they would at least be quiet.
The kids and I headed to the church after we got back. It took some encouragement, but the kids started helping others get ready for VBS.
My niece had so much fun helping one of my friends that she wasn't ready to leave. She stayed to help for a few more hours. So different than I thought it would be.
We grabbed Little Caesar's, another first for the kids, for dinner. After a trip to Orange Leaf, it was back home for showers and an early bed time.
I realized Sunday that I am much more tolerable and tolerant when I am better rested. It's amazing how a lack of sleep effects so many facets of life.
Sunday was the day that I also realized that I was silently, sadly counting down the days until the kids would leave. They were already asking to stay longer, but I had no real expectation that would happen.
I desperately wanted to freeze time, hold onto this moment forever. Maybe not the particular day, but the week as a whole. I didn't want it to end, ever. I told myself, I'd just be happy that it happened and I'd not long for it to be longer. But I just couldn't stick to that.
I love these kids...what can I say.
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