I had a fabulous time and I think the girls did too. There was certainly lots of laughing so I'm taking that as a good sign. But I'm pretty tired so all the juicy bits will have to wait (till I find my camera in the myriad of bags and boxes lying on the kitchen floor at present.)
But...... I want to share this:
Me: How did you go honey? Were the boys good for you?
Elliot: Great! The boys were good.
Me: You look really tired.
Elliot: Yeah I am smashed. I take my hat off to you. It's full on. You do a great job.
And that is what every one wants to hear. Appreciation. Admiration. Recognition. Love. Walking in another's shoes and realising what their situation is like.
Thank-you Elliot for taking such great care of the boys on your own. He even mopped the floor and cleaned up the bombshell I had left in my wake as I evacuated on Wednesday. I walked into a clean, tidy house with 2 happy boys and that was the most wonderful gift. He'd even thought to get some meat out to defrost for dinner! You're a champion!
It's another week of study and assignment stress here this week so hopefully I can repay him and alleviate some of his stress just as he is so good at doing for me.
(p.s. I'm having a panic attack because I can't find my camera. I remember having it last under the chair before we packed the van..... eeeeek)