A couple of days later, I’ve volunteered to watch the kids again. Jay’s given me the day off. It’s his Mom’s birthday and he’s taking her out for the day. I offered to work anyway but he insisted I take the day off too. I suspect he’s secretly concerned about what state of destruction the kids and I would leave the office in after a day alone there.
This is the first time the kids will be in my domain and I’m excited. It feels like a step forward. I feed them. I helped Alex and Ashton with their homework. It’s first grade, I mean, I can’t that mess up. It’s sight word practice, simple math, and reading them a story. It’s silly, but I feel all kinds of domestic with kiddos in my house. It reminds me of when Emma was young. My favorite part of the day was reading stories with her. We’d
