Two weekends ago (yes, this post is overdue), we were blessed with a little visit from my parents. It went by way too fast. They arrived Saturday night, then my dad had to leave on Monday for work, and my mom then had to leave on Wednesday. It was a wonderful whirlwind of a weekend; full of great food, shopping, a date night for Camaron and I, and plenty of attention for Fox and Sloane:)
Confession: I had two crying breakdowns during the visit. One was to my mom. I started complaining about the woes and monotony of being a stay at home mom and how it has bummed me out that we had a huge bucket list of things to do while we're living in DC, but our time here is almost spent and we've only been able to do just a few of them because kids are hard blah blah blah... Then, the night before my mom left, I broke down to Camaron about how I was really sad my mom was leaving.
I don't know if I've ever mentioned or alluded to it, but Camaron is just amazing. Right after I told him I was so sad, Camaron called my mom at her hotel. He told her he was calling in sick the next day so he could stay home and her and I could have the morning together before her flight home:) Then, that wonderfully thoughtful woman I get to call "mom" planned out a morning of sightseeing for us. I checked six items off my DC bucket list that morning:)