Romantic Restaurants in Peoria

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I Should Get Out Of Town More Often.

For the past several days, I've been on my own, visiting my aunt in Maine and saying a final goodbye to my uncle, who recently passed away. It was a rather short trip but I always get a little apprehensive when I leave Bruce and the kids. What can I say, I'm a worrier. I worry about traveling by plane. I worry about the kids playing outside where cars speed down the street like it's a drag race. We also had to work out logistics as to where the kids would go after-school while Bruce was still at work. I'll also admit that I'm a bit of a control freak so leaving it all behind and letting go of the control can be a problem. Don't get me wrong. I know Bruce, my husband, can take care of everything but it's still a little unnerving.

Well ... let .. me .. tell .. you ....

I SHOULD GET OUT OF TOWN, BY MYSELF, MORE OFTEN.

Bruce kicked it into high gear. On Friday, he took the kids to see the Harlem Globetrotters at the Peoria Civic Center. On Saturday, he drove Lucas to a morning school event, mowed the lawn, then went to a rocket launch for our daughter's Girl Scout Troop. He took the kids to a movie and finished off the night visiting with our neighbors. On Sunday, he planned a hike and picnic with the kids and even rememebered to make sure Lucas finished his water-cycle project for school.

Then, today, I walk into the house and I was AMAZED. I'll admit that I expected clutter, dirty laundry, etc .

Nope.

The kitchen was spotless, laundry was folded on the table, the carpets were vacuumed and our bed was even made. I was astonished. I'm not saying that Bruce doesn't do these things while I'm here but ... well ... ya know ... he doesn't.(By the way, Bruce may not agree with that statement.)

Bruce even told me how much he and the kids missed me. I appreciated the gesture but I don't really believe it. They were too busy with all the fun activities and did just fine without me.

The very best thing on my first day back, so far, is the HUGE hug I got from my six-year-old son Logan when he walked into the house from school. My husband came home too .. just minutes ago. No hug yet from him. He's making himself a sandwich. :)