The boys survived the week without Mom. I was in TX the entire week for training for a new job. I was wary about leaving my family for so long, but they did just fine without me. In their words: Ryan said, "I am not dead." Nick texted, "I am foog," which I think was mis-typed but auto-correct made it worse. Then Cameron humorously commented, "The house burnt down, but other than that, I am fine." Yes, I missed my boys.
So I arrived home, not looking forward to the laundry and grocery shopping. I was pleasantly surprised. Their laundry was done, folded, and in the process of being put away. (I bet someone yelled, "Mom's home," and they ran to put clothes in their proper dressers.
Then I found the refrigerator about as full as I left it. Plenty of vegetables and fruit. My boys didn't look scrawny, nor did they complain of hunger. What did they eat? I checked with my husband. Mike confirmed that they ate, and ate well. Mike pointed out that Nick started dinner on Friday, scrambling up eggs. So they consumed food all week. Probably just not the veggies. So I really did not have to do grocery shopping for them.
So no laundry and shopping. Except for what I needed done. My sons continue to surprise me at their adapting abilities. It's one step closer to total independence for all of them.
That is GOOD.
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