My dad took the boys to Splashtown. My hubby took advantage of the time and took a day off to spend with his wife and car. (That’s even how he turned it in at work.)

We drove to Galveston, ate well, drove around, took pictures, and came home.

Of course the problem is we came home. The boys are here. So my day off is over. I need to get them working on school and household chores. Fun fun fun.

Not.

But the time with hubby was good.