It's just me and Sam tonight - Jess is spending the night at Annie's house (thank goodness for Annie) and Marc is out at the gym. Sam had asked for a bath earlier and I told him to wait until his friends went home, and as soon as Jordyn left, he whipped off his diaper. I asked him what was up, and he announced he was ready for his "bathess." We're having scrambled eggs for dinner - he and I are the only ones in the family that like them (Jess prefers boiled or "bubbled up" and Marc likes omelets) and since it's just us, we're having a tea party with eggs and milk for dinner. After the bathess.
There's something magical about just having one child here. I love having two, and am hoping for three, and between my stepdaughters, Annie's daughter Glennys, and the little ones I babysit for, I've usually got a LOT of kids running around - and it's great. I love it, really, almost all the time. But when it's just me and either Jess or Sam, it's so sweet and tender and just peaceful and loving. I'm really looking forward to tonight.