One last stretch.

Friday has come, my dears, and not a moment too soon. Little Morgan dude went to Preston with grandma and grandpa last night and by 11:30pm, his daddy was already missing him so much he told me he could go and be back with Morgan in two hours if we really wanted him to come back. I was missing him too. But we settled in for the night and feel a little more at ease today. I think we both worry a little too much. I guess it comes with the parenthood territory.  

Sooo looking forward to this weekend, to estate sales and thrifting, to taking a long, needed nap and rearranging our bedroom. It's movie time, fajitas for dinner and an evening drive on Sunday. And since we'll be sans toddler, we may just take a walk downtown tomorrow night for Tai Food. 

Even though it will still be hot as blazes, next weekend, Summer will seem gone. I think I'm almost ready to say goodbye.

Here's to one last stretch. Let's make it good.