DH had the kids out at the lake on a friend's boat when I got home from work, and then I was at Mutual, so I didn't see my kids between 8 AM and 8 PM. So that sucks. But at least when I see them they tell me the really important stuff. Like this, from my four year old:
"I was playing with Rachel and I was telling her about my bad dreams. And I told her about all of them. And then I said, 'What do you think of my bad dreams?' And then she grabbed my head and kissed me, for real!"
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