Last weekend, Ben and Cooper and Harry left us behind to go to Harry's hockey tournament.
Usually, the whole family goes to at least one tournament a season, but this one was 4 hours away, and everyone was staying at a Days Inn. So.
I stayed home with these two.
And we literally stayed home. Jack wore this most of Saturday.
We took a brief break to play outside.
Notice the little-sister-sized mudprint on Jack's back
Before putting on jammies and having pancakes AND cinnamon rolls
While we watched Despicable Me 3
Then Jack put Dorothy to bed (!) and he and I watched both 50 First Dates AND Paul Blart, Mall Cop.
He even made breakfast the next day
Before his hockey game
Where Dorothy waited in a cubby.
Then we came home and Jack played with a friend; Dorothy played dolls, and I made two dinners and two desserts to get our week going. Before we even knew it, the rest of the family was home. A couple of years ago, the thought of spending a weekend alone with some of the kids would have been daunting, but these two are so old and easy now. Same wit hBen-- Cooper was a NBD addition to his weekend. As sad as I am about not having any babies in the house, these big kids are a blast and a breeze. But don't worry-- puberty is about to screw all of this all up.