He's gone, again.

Day 7 went off without a hitch. We got up, went to Mass, did some shopping, and came home.

The highlight of the day was when we ran into a friend of my husband's from school in the parking lot of the sporting goods store. His friend knew it was us because, in his words, "Van full of kids? Must be (our last name here)." Awesome.

This morning, Day 8, my husband didn't have to leave until 9am. For whatever reason, they are running his classes 12-8:30 this week instead of 8-4:30. Weird.

I got a shower this morning before he left and we are presently working on school work with the little ones "playing" with paper and crayons on the floor.

On a completely unrelated note, I have been reading the Narnia books. They are wonderful! What awesome dreams one gets from reading about talking beasts, sword-bearing mice, and dancing trees before bed. And since they're "children's books" I can read one in a night (or two). It's lovely. Of course, I only have the first 3 books, so I will need to be on the lookout for the rest at the thrift store.