Thursdays are rough. By the time I come home from work my legs feel like they are cement blocks and my back and hips are screaming at me. I've tried to rearrange my schedule to lighten the physical load, but logistics supersedes my comfort. As it stands, Thursdays are Mom's tired day and Timmy has learned to not expect a fancy or big dinner. In all honesty, he usually benefits from my physical exhaustion by eating his dinner from a paper bag.
I suspect Hamlet will be eating several meals out of paper bags over this weekend. I'm going to visit my Mom for a few days, leaving the boys to fend for themselves. I'm looking forward to getting away to just hang out and relax with my Mom.
Have a good weekend!
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