Last weekend was quite a treat. I got to be home alone with my honey while the kids spent their yearly weekend at the beach with my parents. I love those boys, but some time by ourselves was so much fun!
On Friday night, we drove Anson to the beach after band camp. Nolan had gone Thursday afternoon, but Anson couldn't miss a day at camp as a rookie. My parents were shocked when Barry and I dropped Anson off at 11:30 pm and announced that we were heading home. We just wanted to wake up in our own bed and spend a lazy Saturday at home. Barry loaded up with Starbucks and a Redbull, and we got home safely at about 2:15 am.
Saturday morning we slept in, watched a movie and changed out of our pjs at 2:00. 2:00!!! I can't remember the last Saturday that I layed around that long. We played some tennis (it was really ugly, so don't be impressed) and then headed to a Durham Bulls game where we ate, cheered and talked with friends. I love you bloggers, but those are all the details that I'm giving you about the day! :-)
I think that the thing that really struck me from the day was how much I truly ENJOY my husband. We both agree that we'll be sad when our kids are grown and gone, but we are both sure that we'll also enjoy more days home alone.