while mommy's away...

I consider myself very blessed to have a husband willing to put up with my rehearsal and performance schedules, while not only caring for the kiddos, but also taking on more of the household chores that I am unable to (or too tired to) get to during the day.

I often wonder what goes on in those evenings at home...especially during 'hell' week (the week leading up to opening performance) when I am at the theater from 5-10pm every night.

Well, I no longer have to wonder.
yes, that is underwear on their heads. yes, Evie has tattooed herself between the eyes with marker (as did Ian all over his legs!).

brave daddy. both for allowing me to escape and for showing me the evidence of what transpires in my absence.