But really, I would.
For those who don't know, Tom had surgery on Friday; so after dropping him off at the hospital, I dropped Ella and Rico off with Grandma and Grandpa.
The original plan was to have them delivered back home sometime Saturday, but when my dad called to arrange the hostage release, he volunteered to keep them another night, bring them to church and then whisk them away for the rest of the day and bring them back at bedtime.
And how empty our house felt!
We still had Louie, of course, but one quiet little baby is nothing compared to the relative chaos that reigns in our house with a two- and three-year-old. Tom spent the entire time sitting around
In a way it was a nice break, and it reminded me how much I love Ella and Rico-man.
And even when they are driving me up the wall, I would miss them.