Scott was gone this past weekend -- partaking in a last hurrah with one of his best friends before she gets hitched in a couple of weeks.
And by weekend -- I mean he was gone Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday.
Five WHOLE days with just me and my two-year-old terrorists. (This is me bowing to all of the single parents out there. You rock.)
And, I suppose if I'm going to be perfectly honest, I'll admit that there was a fair amount of cheating going on. See pictures below.
We went go Grandma and Grandpa's.
And now that Scott gets back, I'm totally taking a nap.