The little kids went with their aunt last night unexpectedly, so Tia and I sat around watching TV with Kyle, who was home. Then we had a nice morning, hanging out watching a little TV, talking, just having a slow start to the day without anyone to interrupt us and without any kids to take care of. Now we're off to breakfast, just the two of us on Sunday morning.
I love the kids, but I do look forward to not having the responsibility to make sure they eat, or get to school or something else.
I had tears in my eyes watching Sinbad last night. His latest routine has lots of "getting old" stuff in there. Absolutely hilarious.