Some of you may have seen my morose Facebook status earlier about my husband working this morning. I know, I’m incredibly spoiled to be in a situation where, more often than not, Brady works Monday to Friday, home for supper, every week. Not everyone is so lucky. But it was sad this morning, and even the kids knew! I didn’t think Dekker could differentiate between days of the week, and I’m still not convinced he can, but he made so many comments about liking daddy, and having fun playing with daddy, and wanting to see daddy soon. He knew. When Brady did arrive home around noon, Dekker threw out a big “Hi daddy!!!” but Laela surprised us all by put her head down and making a beeline for him! She was so focused that she almost crawled right through his legs. Brady caught her and picked her up before she went too far, but it was adorable to see how much she missed him. What a good daddy he must be.
Bradys mom was making the drive out today, so once lunch was over, we got on the house. We never go too crazy with cleaning, as I personally feel phoney when I do that kind of thing. My house is lived in. There are toys and dust and Cheerios. But you’re more than welcome to it! So some tidying and cleaning was done, but nothing crazy. We definitely took a load off while the kids napped, and watched a bit of tv in bed.
Once the kids woke up, we had supper and then baked a bit before bedtime. Dekker loved standing on a chair and being part of the process. It wasn’t really a good recipe for him to help with, unfortunately. No dough to play with or anything, but we still talked about each step and he played with the dishes that Brady was washing, and then rewashing, and then rewashing. But it was fun. Laela made her way all around the house, hanging out in the kitchen, going to her room, our room, and settled into the living room, playing toys on her own. It was pretty awesome and felt comfy and homey.
Elvira arrived shortly after the kids were down for the night. We had a bit of a visit, but we were all bushed and ready for bed. Since we’re obviously creatures of habit, Brady and I are running a tub before we call it a night, but tomorrow will be a great, super chill, relaxed day. I’m really looking forward to a jammie day for everyone, with the smell of slow cooking stew all through the house. I guess I can adapt to this fall weather…