Noah is with Tim's parents for the night and it never ceases to amaze me how much easier life is when one of my kids is gone. And how much stuff I can get done and how much less noise there is, and it doesn't matter which one is gone, although at this point it's always Eli or Noah.
When I had only one and someone took him, life was easy. When I had two and someone took one, life was easy. Now that I have three, if someone takes even one, life is so easy. I always chuckle at myself because when I had two I thought it was hard, but to have only two now is not hard at all. So if we have more, I guess I'll think having three is easy. That scares me a little!