It took the kids about a week to get back into the routine of having us home. Lots of getting up in the middle of the night, clinging, some touchy attitudes. They're back on track now.
As it turned out, Grandpa Doug & Grandma Paulette were on their vacation the week after ours, so Dad ran solo for a week, then I ran solo for a week. As is usual, stuff happens during one-doctor weeks that doesn't happen at other times. I had at least 6 walk-ins, and we usually don't have 2 in a month. We both got through it, but it confirmed that we're a 2 doctor practice, and running with 1 for very long gets a little crazy.
Jenn built a gorgeous cake for a friend's baby shower themed after "On The Night You Were Born" books. This was her first attempt with her new airbrush, and she killed it.
This weekend the kids will be with Grandma Paulette & Grandpa Doug as Jenn and I take off to Columbus for the Midwest Veterinary Conference. I'll be meeting my first applicant. Weird. Proof that time keeps ticking.