This was at my brother-in-law's birthday party almost exactly two years ago (Happy Birthday this Saturday, Pete!). Micah wasn't even a year old yet, and Gage wasn't even a blip on the horizon. Weird. Time flies. It was a hard time for me. Ben's company had gone under in January of that year, and I had to work full-time while he was being Mr. Mom and hunting for jobs. One of the hardest times in our marriage, bar none. I'm glad that's behind us. I've told Ben that, if he ever loses his job again, I'd rather live in a cardboard box than work and be away from my kids. The end.