He's back!

Tonight at around 11:00 pm Steve got back from Michigan. I was watching 'Sister Wives' (yes, I am still in love with reality tv) and he came up the stairs sporting his creepy cop mustache. The kids were in bed, the dishes were done, the house was straightened up. I did not need his help tonight, but it is crazy how much easier things seem just knowing he is back! On a side note... you better believe the mustache didn't survive long! "Hello. How was your trip? Go shave." :)