This past weekend with H and D was pretty good. With the exception of D threw a few tantrums, which was very stressful.
We spent Friday and Saturday at the theme parks, which was exhausting.
A couple of times H held my hand throughout the day. And we kissed several times. But I felt like I was hanging out with a friend. Then on Sunday when we came home, he hung out for the rest of the day. I cooked dinner, bath our D then we put our D to bed and he stayed for about 30 min then left.
Then he emailed me yesterday asking me how my day was going and said that he enjoyed the weekend as a family and couldn't wait for the next time. Which is week after next.
