It was awful leaving you at "work" last night. The kids all asleep, oblivious to what it is going to be like for the next year. I am probably somewhat naive in it all too, for that matter.
The dog decided to puke on the way home, all.over.the.front.seat. I was so disgusted. I had to roll down the windows and then the kids all woke up because it was too chilly for them in the car. But the smell was outrageous, and I couldn't stand rolling the windows back up. They all had their blankets anyway so they were okay. It was somewhat helpful because they were awake when we got home and I didn't have to carry Jenna and Luke in the house. Whew!
I almost started crying on the way out the gate. But my blurred-eyes scared me enough to suck it up and push the tears aside so that we wouldn't crash on the way home. Plus, I thought that if I started crying, I might just not ever stop.
I miss you so much already!
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