Imagine a relay race...

where there are only two runners and they pass the baton back and forth all day long. Today Chris and I were the runners and the kids were our baton. It was crazy and a little sad.

• I left this morning at 6 to go to the temple.
• Got back at 11:40 with Chris in the driveway ready to leave for his temple trip with the youth.
• He got back at 6:30 pm to a very frazzled wife who just ran to get a pizza for dinner.
• We ate.
• At 7 pm I left to do my 6 mile run.
• At 7:45 Chris left to do his 6 mile run.
• At 9 pm I went to the store for my weekly grocery trip.
• 11 pm got Chris out of bed to help me unpack groceries.
• We had a 10 minute conversation in the kitchen.
• 11:24 - I am writing this blog.

What a day. Good night.