Sad

We really, really, hate being apart as a family.  I don't mind Mike taking a "guy weekend" once in a while or traveling for a quick visit but I really, really hate it.  He's been taken away by work WAY more than we were expecting.  He and Emma have been on an adventure the last week.  They get in tomorrow morning.  Even Jack has been mopey.  Maybe mopey isn't the right word.  Extra screechy is the right word.  On Friday morning he was walking around with Emma's shoes.  I explained that they were too small.  He just shook his head with confused eyebrows.  Then I asked him if he wanted to go outside.  Again with the head shake.  I ask him if he wants his shoes.  "YEAA!"

"Do you want to go outside?"

headshake, "Nooooooo"

"Do you want to go for a car ride?"

"YEAHHHH!!!"

cautiously, "Do you want to go get Emma?"  He's still holding her shoes.

"YEAAA!!!!!!!"

Oops.  That won't happen for another 4 days.  It was still really sweet.  It's not as sweet now since every time we go somewhere and pull back into our driveway without Emma he's mad.  He screams, he pouts, he tries to put himself back into his car seat.  He screeches around the yard and screams when I touch him or try to comfort him or talk to him or don't talk to him...

It's kinda cute and kinda drives me insane.  But I totally understand because I feel the same way.

We're up first thing in the morning to pick them up.  So here's hoping their plane is on time because I don't think I could stand the mad screechy craziness at the airport.