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!