He's Home

Youngest is home. I cried when we picked him up at the airport. It was such a relief to have him home and safe. I hadn't realized just how much this past week has been weighing on me.

Hubbs and I are committed to not drinking during the week, (again, I know. But you can't stop trying) and doing more family activities. Frisbee, bike riding, whatever. Youngest may balk-he's at the age where parents are stupid-but too bad. I want to be a better influence and a better parent.

And I will not let the honeymoon be over.