Remember the Alamo

Chad had to go to San Antonio, Texas for a conference last week. He was gone for 8 days. I survived. So did the kids. I was kind of dreading the single-parent thing, but it wasn't as bad as I expected. About day 5 I was ready for a break, but my fabulous friend Beth took Caleb and Natalie for an afternoon while I ran some errands and went to a YW Pres. Mtg. Part of what got me thru the week was my mom. My dad was pilot in the Air Force when I was young, and he went on trips ALL the time. There was one year when he was gone on TDY more than he was home. So the whole time he was gone my mom was home with her 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 or 7 or 8 or 9 kids, sometimes for weeks at a time. So I kept telling myself if mom could do this all the time I can do it for a week once or twice a year. And I made it thru. I got 6 of the 8 things on my to-do list done, read a couple books, and watched some movies.

Chad had a pretty good time. He learned a lot, and missed us TONS. He got to visit the Alamo, which was pretty cool. I never quite understood the whole history behind it, but its really interesting. He brought Caleb home a coon-skin cap and a rubberband gun, both of which he loves, and a book about Davey Crockett. He brought Natalie a horsey costume (a headband with ears and a mane, and a tail that pins to her pants) and this cool LED light wand thing, which has been the source of several arguments. He brought me back some fun things too. We missed him lots and are glad he got home safely.