Today marks the last day of our Post Baby/ Post Africa Staycation. It's hard to explain... you just had to live it, man. (Said in our best hippie voice) We were an endless cycle of eating and sleeping. We high-fived each other if we took showers that actually included washing our hair and we didn't even cook half of the meals. If we weren't eating or sleeping, we were playing on iPads, watching Downton Abbey or holding the baby.
Today was our last hoorah because Big Poppa Chuck comes in tomorrow. Mom will have to become a missionary again with an actual to-do list (and not just the multiple hypothetical ones we made up in our heads) and "I just had a baby" can only last so long (don't worry, I intend to use it for at least a few more weeks). To celebrate our last hoorah, Ma and I went shopping for the afternoon (4 hours!) and we ate Papa Johns for dinner. YumO.
Disclaimer: During the Staycation, Kent continued to attend his classes and was only late twice.