His turn…

I didn’t really intended to take a blog-cation during my mom-cation but it kind of turned out that way didn’t it.

I even skipped a Financial Freedom Friday. Sorry – I was having too much fun.

Poor Mark was not having quite so much fun. All four kids ended up at sleepovers on Friday night (that part was okay).

I got this text message from my husband at 12:20 p.m. on Saturday…

“Can u come home now?”

Followed by

“They were all 4 up past midnight. Luke puked all over back seat of van – like 2 gallons worth of barf. Guess you’ll be getting a new van when u get home.”

At 2:12 p.m.

“Beza just puked.”

I told him that I was still winning until he had all 4 kids puking at the same time (which happened to me while he was in Africa during last summer).

“Ya. I don’t want to win that game.”

I was just about to say that he did a fantastic job of cleaning the van because I couldn’t smell anything. But then I realized I haven’t actually been in it yet since I got home 🙂