DP was out of the country last week, in Panama for his annual guys trip with his brother and my cousin, and I feel okay posting about it now because he's back. Being home without him is so much more alone-feeling when it's perpetually dark. I spent a ton of time at my dad's, he was watching the big kids anyway, so it was fun.
One evening I brought them all, plus Fiori, over for dinner. They were ecstatic for dino nuggets and ketchup, since I wasn't in a rush-to-make-dinner mood. Then they watched almost all of The Grinch before it was 8 and they needed to get home for bed.
Claire is so funny, she sat on her special chair in her Queen Elsa dress, clutching chocolate milk and a President Obama pillow. The entire time.