I worked from home yesterday because of a grumbly in my tumbly and hubs came home around noon because he didn't have any lessons. The little man was at preschool and we were both sitting downstairs watching TV and the house seemed so quiet. Hubs gets up at 5:30 every morning and basically goes to bed when the little guy does, so we don't get a lot of one-on-one time. We have to plan dates and focus on spending quality time together - and sometimes it will be months before we get away together for a couple of hours. I always look forward to our dates and we have a great time, but we still rush back home and through the door to see our little man. Today, he said, "It seems so weird being in the house and him not being here, you know?" I said, "Yep, but at the same time, it's nice to have some us time, you know?" Then I crawled into his lap and we snuggled and watched Law and Order together. It was good one-on-one time, you know?