Alex is away at his annual camping trip with Travis's parents. Just like every year, the house is so quiet. And clean. I mean, Sam is mobile and whatnot, but he isn't quite at the F5 tornado rating Alex has achieved, so the end of night pick up routine has been minimal.
And also just like every year, I already miss that little sass box. But, I gotta say, casually making a non-kid-friendly dinner after a work out and then relaxing after a shower is pret-ty nice. I may be a bit more focused on the missing him part by Friday, but right now, we're sittin' at a solid 50/50.
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