daddy huntin'?

Jeff's gone hunting all week so it's just the kids and I. This means a few things.

1) Nothing can break. {If something does break - it stays broken until he gets back unless I get fed up and throw it away and buy a new one. I'm completely useless when it comes to "fixing" things like that.}

2) We're eating a lot of "easy" food {the kids may or may not refer to this as "Dad's-gone-food". Grilled cheese. Granola. Pancakes. The kind of food that on normal days wouldn't be classified (or qualify in my brain) as "dinner" choices, but we're making this week fun. :)

3) I have someone different in my bed every night (no, not that kind!). It's been Fischer for the past 2 nights, but towards the end of the week I have a feeling the other kids are going to start asking to take turns sleeping in my bed too. {I'm not going to lie, I love it.}

4) We watch more movies. Snuggling on the couch and sitting so close that we're all touching just seems to be more of a necessity when Jeff's gone. It's like we all subconsciously bond together and like little groupies we watch Curious George and Finding Nemo like we haven't seen them a bazillion times already. {Whatever it takes to keep Fischer from asking again, "Why Dada huntin'? Daddy home?"}

I never love it when Jeff's gone. We're a team and when he's out of town I feel like I'm pulling the weight for both of us, but the kids and I always have a good time you know...most of the time. I do love that I know he's in his element. He's out in the wilderness, sleeping in a tent with his best friends, hiking mountains and (hopefully!) shooting an elk! :)

That being said... T minus 5 days until he's home!