kids

My kids are coming home tomorrow night. They've been with their dad since Saturday. The house has been extremely quiet. It's been nice to have some time alone, but I really miss them & I'm glad they're coming home. We thought Ken would be coming this week, but it turns out he's not, so it's been really quiet around here. The kids will probably be sad to come back to their boring life. It's not really fair that they get to go and just have fun, fun, fun with their dad. He doesn't have to work when he has them and they play the whole time. Then they come here and it's chores and staying home while mom works. Even though I try and plan out activities for them and such, it still makes me feel bad that I can't be that fun parent anymore. At least they get to come to the activities I'm planning, even if I'm working at them. It's hard. I'd love to be taking them all over the place and doing all kinds of summery activities, but this year it just isn't working out that way. I guess I'm just doing my best, and that's all I can do.