The One With the Walk

Sometimes when you are by yourself with three kids (or any number of kids) and no daddy, you just have to get out of the house.

Even if you are alone.

And even if you haven't gotten your kids ready for the day.

And even if it is ninety-five degrees outside.

 

Sometimes you just gotta do it.

 

Eric is working "relief" shift right now. Basically he works every other shift managers day off.

It's kind of a random schedule.

But it's also kind of nice because he's basically home Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.

Sundays are a bit rough because by the time we get home from church and eat lunch he has to leave to work. It's nice that he at least gets to go to church with us though so I can't complain.

 

A couple Sundays ago though it just got boring.

The kids were bored, they wouldn't let me do my schoolwork because they were either at each other's throats or asking me for something to eat, drink, play with, look at, lick, bite, or kiss every thirty seconds.

 

So we went for a walk.

It was HOT.

And we didn't stay out for long.

But it was nice to get out, get blood pumping through our veins, and take a little break from the monotony that is our house.

 

I have to put both pictures on here because Paxton's face is so hysterical to me in the fist picture but everyone else looks better in the second. That little one was a great addition to our family, however surprising of an addition he was!