Seeing the kidlets when I walked in the house. They screeched and attacked me with lovin. Immediately Scarlet coyly inquired if I had any presents for them from Portland. "Any trinket will do", she said. Liam just repeated the new-to-him vocab word: "tinket, tinket."
It was so wonderful to see them!!!
The kids had a blast and Will-O did a great job tending to them this weekend. (Liam even begged for "Dad" when I put him to bed tonight--a first and which I am glad to hear.)
Worst Part of the Day-
The glaringly obvious tension between Will-O and I. I had not been soooo relaxed in years and yet within minutes of seeing him and the house, there was throat choking tension. It didn't help that he had a friend and his daughter over so there was no downtime (there never has been) for me to see the fam and tell even one story from the weekend and also hear about their weekend. The house was in complete disarray (yes, I know, it gets like that quickly with 3 kids inside) and there were piles of laundry all over the bed (clean, but still). Immediately I sensed the work ahead of me. Our communication continues to not happen. I didn't mean that. I told you that. I never heard the voice mail. I didn't hear you. I felt the swirling chaos surrounding me. The chaos that is never present when I am doing it all alone. It is a sickening feeling.
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