My son came home from school the other day and saw me sweeping the floor.
His first question?
"Who is coming over??"
My husband happened to be off of work this morning, so he helped with getting the kids ready.
Twenty minutes away from the bus arriving, I mentally ran over the things I needed to do. Not wanting to place too much of a burden on him (as he was doing his own things), yet wanting to make sure I could do MY things...and our daughter could get on the bus on time, I made a decision.