Yesterday, Reece took his last final of his first year of grad school.
And just like that, he's ours again.
No more tests.
No more studying.
No more group projects.
No more homework.
No more sharing him with the other woman (aka the ping pong table at the Tanner Building).
Lola, James and I own him -- at least until we have to hand over the title to Microsoft in a few weeks.
But until then, we plan to squeeze every last second out of his free time -- to the point that he'll be begging to go back to school come August.
To celebrate the glorious reunion of husband and wife, father and children, we grabbed ice cream, rode the carousel, walked around Blickenstaffs and generally partied like it's 1999.
I'm so glad to have my fella back.
Raising kids is a lot easier when you've got an extra set of hands, an extra dose of patience and an extra mind to help you come up with a suitable comeback when your 2-year-old zings you.
1 comments:
Hooray! Congrats on making it through the first year. Michael still has about 2 weeks but then we are off to europe for 3 weeks before his internship starts in Boston! Do you guys own a house in Utah County? Or are you just renting? Have you found a place up in Seattle?
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