I was gone a lot this week. I worked more than usual, and had a few appointments. Thursday evening, I left to take Naomi to an appointment at around 4:30 p.m. and got back at 6:30 p.m.
When I put Sarah, our 4 year old, to bed that night she asked, "Mom, are you going away tonight?"
"No, honey," I said, "I'm just going downstairs to spend time with Daddy."
"Ok," she said, with quivering lip. And then she started crying.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked, "Did something bad happen?"
"No, I just MISSED you," she sobbed.
So, while I'm not happy she was unhappy, it was encouraging that yes, this girl loves me and wants me around. She's been in a PHASE lately, which is normal for her age. She and Daniel have been fighting over toys. It is tiring.
But she loves me, and I love her. So we're good.
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