Man down...

Kensington and I are preparing to have one less person in the house this week - Chris has to go to "strike" training in Ohio. No... Chris isn't going on strike, but the telecommunication union employees may be, so all management has had to dozens (if not hundreds) of hours of training to prepare for the strike.

Anyway...

Last week I went into work on Friday and Auntie Jackie offered to watch Kensi for the day. It was the first full day that she'd been away from us. On my way to work, Chris called and said he'd gone into the living room twice looking for her :)

I dropped her off around 8:30 and had her diaper bag fully filled (this time - as opposed to our Superbowl party that we went to and forgot the bottle, so I had to backtrack to get it). I had an 11-2:30 meeting and after it was done, I called Chris who asked how she was doing. "Well, I don't know. I haven't called.", "What?!?! If I would have known that, I would have called." "Chris... It's Jackie. She's a mile down the street from me. I'm not going to call and hound her. She's okay. Trust me."

And she was :)