When DC received his card the first night he was excited and surprised about my little treat I was leaving him. But then he kind of made fun of me saying something about how I was going to be done on the 23rd. I was frustrated at first that he pointed that out, but then I decided to skip a day and then get on track to finish at the correct time.
Ironically, Friday was the day I was suppose to start again and I had already planned to print out a couple of photos of our cute kids. I think it meant even more in light of the elementary school shooting in Connecticut. It was such a difficult day and just being able to hold our children meant the world to us.