malia is on spring break and roel only has to work in the morning. so the kids are home by lunch time. i love calling them. it's so nice to hear their little voices over the phone. they are sweet on the phone. they miss me, i miss them. some of the reasons i love calling them: i can't see if they're dirty, i can't see what they're wearing, i can't see what they did to the house, and they can't ask me to do something for them. we end the call with i love you's and they know when i'm done with work that i'll be home. and then i get home. my visions of perfect, clean kids are gone. back to reality, but at least i can kiss and hug my stinky, crazy kids.