Gone

Reuben has been gone for nine days on a trip to Nepal.  He gets home tomorrow evening.  I've been (trying to) hold down the fort.  Which means several things.  First, lots of things on the floor.  Because I'm usually carrying Ellis, if I drop something I don't bother to pick it up.  Unless it's chocolate.  I picked up some chocolate yesterday, obviously.  Second, it means I am cooking giant meals I can eat for three days. I've made burrito bowls (made it twice, burnt it twice!), cheesy vegetable chowder (I'm all about throwing everything in the slow cooker these days), and pesto.

Good morning mommy!

 He may have finally noticed that the strange brown man is missing because he was super cranky yesterday.  He woke up wailing and spent most of his awake time crying.