Friday, January 27, 2012

This is the face I got when I told my husband I wanted to go to Africa for 9 days. While he so wonderfully stayed here. With our boys. And went to work.
This is what he threatened me with if he said 'yes' if anything went wrong while I was gone (all the crazy stuff happens when the significant other leaves town. always. don't tell him that until my plane has taken off, though.)

Ok, this is the face that I love and that has totally supported my trip to the Village of Hope. He is A-MAZING. This is the face that has the kind of love that lets the primary caretaker of your two little babies go to another country for almost 2 weeks and does everything he can to make it happen for you.

This is the face of the 2 year old that is going to be a quite sad when he realizes he's not actually going on the big plane too.
This is the face of the 9 month old that will never remember that his mommy wasn't at his church baby dedication because she was visiting orphans in Ghana. Maybe if he does remember he'll know his mommy hates that part, but I dedicate him every day.
....he better not walk while I'm gone either.
My husband is quite awesome, and these boys will love having so much time with him. But, he might appreciate some of you checking in on him to make sure everyone is still sane come next week.

See...they have a blast together. They'll be just fine!

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1 comment :

OK Chick said...

I'm jealous! What a great experience.