This weekend my lovely husband and I went on a little trip all by ourselves. He had a photo show in the mountains and for the past three years I've gone with him for his October show. My parents watch the kids. Since we didn't get a chance to get away for our anniversary this was the first time all year we'd been away together.

Two strange things happened. The first was that I really missed my kids! Most of you will not find that strange at all, but the fact is that since Little J came into our lives with all his intensity and ADHD behaviors there have been lots of times when I've really needed a break. I've gone away for a day or two and tried hard NOT to think about my life back hom. Now that much of that is under control it has been a real pleasure being around my boys and I missed that. So when we had to skip our hike on Sunday because of rain and come home early I was perfectly happy to do so.

The other strange thing that happened was that my husband brought up the idea of adopting a third child all by himself. We were looking at a cute little girl who was out to eat with her grandparents and I said something like, "We could get one of those," and instead of making a face or grimacing or clutching his chest he said, "Theoretically, were we to adopt again, would we go to Russia?"

Be still my heart! Theoretically adopting is a whole lot better than NO! Never again! I give him a year, you all! Then, HELLO HOMESTUDY!