At Home with my Boys

I had so much fun in Texas over the weekend, but I was ready to come home to my boys. It was after 11 pm Sunday night when I finally made it home, but my husband was waiting up to hear how my weekend went. So, of course, I had to tell him all about the fabulous friends I had made...and then I had to go give both my sleeping boys a hug. I hadn't seen them in 4 days, the longest time I had spent away from them. I missed them soooo much! I didn't get to see them the next morning (except for a quick hug)before Barry whisked them off to daycare. After work, I was the one to pick them up and do you know what Tanner said? I want Nana to pick us up. What?! I was heartbroken! However, once I informed him I'd brought him back presents from my trip...I was once again the favorite!