Homecoming

Well I did what I said I would do, just not the way I had imagined it in my head. (see #1 on previous post) When Jason came home it wasn't quite the homecoming he expected. I'm still sick so I gave him a kiss and basically said, "Glad your home, I'm going to bed." Poor guy. Wait, I mean poor me. He did give me my German chocolates (despite the greeting) which were, I mean are (because if I said "were" that would insinuate that I already ate the whole box) delicious.

The kids greeting definitely made up for what mine lacked. The kids got their own German chocolates called Kinder Eggs, a chocolate egg with a toy inside. They love them and look forward to their dad bringing them home for them whenever he goes to Germany. They aren't sold in the U.S. (probably due to choking hazard/lawsuits) so the kids are very excited to get them. Of course, they'd probably be excited with any type of candy, they are kids, but this is from another country and its unique. He brought a bunch home which is perfect because we can put some in their Easter baskets.

The rest of the day was uneventful. I was sick and tired and Jason was just plain tired from the time change and flying the past couple of days, so we just went to bed. Just before that, Jason took the kids out to dinner. He unfortunately came home to an empty fridge and a wife with no desire to cook so-again poor guy. The kids thought it was a real treat and it was to me. Ahh, quiet.