Although of course they are good children and I love them and appreciate them and blah blah blah BLAH. (Oh now seriously, I do. You know I do.)
Now we're home and tryin' to get back into the swing of things around here, which means, in a nutshell, I'm tryin' to re-learn how to handle both kids at the same time on my own all day long while simultaneously detoxing from the daily baskets of freshly fried buffalo shrimp and grilled scallops and tiny little completely bread-free lump crab cakes upon which I'd apparently grown physically dependent.
Sigh. The re-entry has been difficult and I may or may not have eaten a dozen vanilla-frosted vanilla cupcakes since Monday to ease the transition. WHA-A-AT? Butter creme can really smooth out a rough edge or two. I'm just sayin'.
Chocolate-frosted chocolate cupcakes are next.
(Wonders.) Hmmm... how long can I use re-entry as a valid excuse for cuppy-cakes?
I have many, many other things to tell you and a picture or two of some really wonderful and exciting and lump-throaty things that the kiddos did while we were away, so stay tuned.
I've missed y'all boo-coodles.