Daph had VBS a few weeks ago and I wasn't sure how the boys would do with her off having fun while they were stuck with me. I assumed they'd be really mad and crabby or something.
(Enough with the minute-by-minute pictures?)
I was wrong! They love me!
The only activity that was maybe a little over our heads was the berry picking, but it's hard to expect much from a baby who's missing his nap and being forced to hang out in a berry patch in 90+ degree weather. It was my PR for Lowest Amount of Berries Picked in a Trip: 4 lbs. Embarrassing.
Otherwise, my time with the boys was great. Really great. It was my first time hanging out with just the boys for any significant amount of time, and I love being able to say 'the boys.' I say it as much as possible, because being obnoxious like that is fun.
Now Daph is home and that's great because we like her, too.