Waiting...

I should be in bed, but instead I'm waiting for my hubby to come home so I can at least see him for five minutes before we go to sleep. 

 I have a love/hate relationship with track.  I hate that he has nights where he gets home at 11:00pm and is exhausted and I don't get to spend some time with him.  I love that he loves coaching and the kids love having him coach.  I hate that he becomes consumed with track and develops "track vision" (tunnel vision).  I love the extra money we get when he coaches since we don't get paid for all of the other coaching either of us do, not that it's about the money but it sure helps.  At least track means that school is getting close to being over and summer is on it's way.

I did want to show some pictures from my homecoming yesterday.  My fears became reality when I saw that Timo waited for me to see his disgusting facial hair before he shaved.  I couldn't believe that he taught all week looking like that.  SICK!  Will didn't know what to think of Daddy .