And then there's this one.
Being away from him many times a week is hard. He's still my little baby! Yes, I know, I'll get used to it. Problem is that I don't want to get used to it…
Although I shower in self pity at the moment, I can still see this much clearly: My big guy is taking impeccable care of my little guy. Those two and that feisty middle sister rule Zoo Payne at daytime, and will do until spring comes and I'm off work again. And you know, coming home from a fun job, to a clean house, dinner ready and happy kiddos, well it ain't so bad.