FK IS HOME! FK IS HOME!
Ahh, I love it when he’s home.
When FK is home, I usually get a real dinner. Not just some cheese on bread or a high fiber pita with peanut butter. REAL food. mmm.
When FK is home, he usually gets the laundry started (he hates folding, so I do that part).
When FK is home, I usually fall asleep faster at night (last night was an exception).
Ahhh. Good stuff. So glad that he is home!