I know I’ve said it before, but I’m going to say it again – over and over – I’m so blessed with a wonderful husband, baby daddy, dogdad, roommate, best friend, etc. Steve is the best. Maybe if he could be a little more subpar, I wouldn’t miss him so much.
Lucky for me, that’s not the case. Unlucky for me, I miss him a lot.
I’m not the only one who gets bummed when Steve goes away:
And we all know that Scout and I aren’t going to be alone in missing Steve:
Before heading off to the airport I made everyone sit down for a family photo (can’t believe everyone is looking at the camera – even Scout haha):
So Steve, hurry home. You’ve been gone for 7 hours and I’m already lonely. Running hills in the heat with the stroller sucked (but my red-headed running buddies did not suck 🙂 ) Took Graham to the pub after the run…he flirted with the waitress – you would have been proud. Played fetched with the pup when I got home. And now I’m watching terrible trash television and have no one to fuss at me about it 😦