How horrible is it that I can't wait for my husband to take my 2 year old son with him to visit his family in Florida for a week? I know that I will miss them both, but all I can think about right now is sleeping in a bit, eating a meal in peace, picking up the house the day they leave and having it stay that way for more than 10 minutes, not having to watch Dirty Jobs or Ultimate Fighting crap on TV, and not having to change a diaper for a week. I will probably be bored out of my mind and terribly lonely by Wednesday . . . but I get all the ice cream to myself!