Homecoming

So I did something that was a bit traumatic ... I went away for a big girls only weekend with friends (really it was just 24 hours). And Mike is the greatest Dad in the whole world. While my friends and I were getting massages and eating lunch at a kid-UNfriendly restaurant, Mike took all the girls to the Science Museum for 5 hours. They then ran errands, and he took them to dinner at a kid-friendly restaurant. Since the girls are not use to me being away from them for any period of time, bed time was a bit tough but he still managed.
When I came home the next day, Mike had flowers for me all around the house (which he kept spotless) and the girls had made signs that said how much they missed me. So Mike and the girls survived and even I survived (although poor Katie and Emily had to hear about the girls all weekend).
It was nice to go away for a "Mommy's playdate" (as the girls put it) but the best part was coming home.