Of Road Trips and Love Letters

Yesterday Ben and I took some of the high school kids to Concordia University in Seward, Nebraska. It was a great trip and I am pretty much sold on the Concordia college system for the following reasons.

1. The students are required to live in the dorms for three years, or until they are 21. 
2. The students are required to live in the dorms for three years, or until they are 21!
3. Please see either #1 or #2. 

I already informed Connor, Sophia, and Elinor that they would be attending a Concordia College, so they better keep those grades up. We're going to need some scholarships. 

We wanted to leave for Seward first things Friday morning, so I asked my Mom if she would watch the kids for us Thursday night and all day Friday. She, being the awesome Grandma that she is, of course said yes. 

After picking up the kids last night I could tell that they actually missed me. They all had different ways of expressing their love for me and happiness for being back in my company. 

Sophia proceeded to tell me everything that had happened all day. The conversation went something like this: "So Mom, we had Grandma and played and then Connor took my french fry, but I didn't want to eat it all, and at lunch there were kids, and I had nap, but I a princess so I wished on star for castle, and that because I princess, and Connor, and kids." 

Connor showed me that I was missed and loved by telling me about every wild brilliant plan he had come up with during the day. My favorite was a plan to train and release into the wild orphaned squirrels whose parents had been run over. 

Elinor showed me she loved me by waking up at 11:00 and refusing to go back to sleep until she had been held and had been able to hug and kiss me for about half an hour. Then she needed some time with her dad as well and started to shout "Dada" until he woke up to giver her some snuggles.

It's nice to be loved. Even at 11:00 at night, and especially by my monsters.