Well, Mom has returned home. I feel like I'm watching the parable of the Prodigal Son happen in real life. I'm STILL so curious as to where she might have gone. I was starting to feel sorry for poor Dad and the boys, though. I'm glad she's back for them.
On a completely unrelated note, the leaky shower that was supposedly fixed last week, was NOT fixed. Dad had to come back up last night to try fixing it again. And I did not learn anything at all from the last experience because my bathroom was not clean in the least. (that's what happens when you don't unpack from a weekend trip and things are scattered about) You can rest assured I cleaned some last night before heading to bed.
I'll be gone again tonight and tomorrow since sister's baby will be arriving. I'm hoping that Mom, Dad, the boys and the dogs save some crazy shenanigans for the end of the week so we can all be entertained.
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