Kim’s step-father Ron passed away. We decided it was best if Kim and Kayla flew to Indiana to attend services. That would leave Sydney and Reagan home. Alone. With Dad. What?
While I am always trying to improve my Dad skills, I never have to do everything. I never make lunches. I don’t do laundry. And so on. Now, it was all on my shoulders for about a week. Let the games begin! I don’t cook anymore either. I don’t think the stuff I am capable of making fits my healthy diet. So we went out a lot. Sydney even went to places that she had boycotted just for the sake of Reagan and I.
But it paid dividends! Who else gets to go to the pool with water slides late on a school night?
We had movie night with friends too!
On the last day, they saved Denver from a rather large blue bear that had attacked the convention center.
We wrapped up the day picking up my registration for the Denver Marathon the next day. The girls had a great time collecting all the schwag!
Kim arrived back home that night — relieved to find out that I hadn’t set the kids off in a large silver helium balloon to float over Colorado!