Today we sent Gadget-daddy off to catch the train to the airport.
These were the signs that they boys miss their father without saying so:
As our car drove off from the train station,
Micah: Mommy, I want to go with Daddy.
Mommy: Sorry, darling. Not this trip. Daddy has to work and there's no one to take care of you.
Max: Are we going home now?
Mommy: No, we are sending koh-koh to school.
Micah: Mommy, come take a video of me telling stories of my trains... (20 minutes later) Now put it on the internet for my friends to see.
Mommy: Sorry, darling. We will have to wait for Daddy to come back to do that. Mommy don't know how to do it.
Poor boy. Disappointed to have to wait a few days.
During dinner, grandpa made an exit to visit someone at the hospital. Hearing a sound at the door,
Max: Oh! Is that Daddy?
Mommy: No, darling. Daddy is away in the Philippines.
Resumes dinner with cartoon on TV.
Max: Mommy, I want to sleep here until Daddy comes back, ok? (crawls down to the mattress where Daddy sleep. Yes, our boys have taken over our bed*, but their days of bed domination are numbered.)
Micah: I also want to sleep down here.
So both the boys are sleeping on the floor tonight. Shall I take the bed for myself or move them up? Hmmm... Oh, If only Gadget-daddy is here to share the bed with me.
Of course, every time Gadget-daddy calls, Max will be the first one on the phone. Micah is not really the one to talk on the phone these days. But they sure miss their Daddy.
We all miss you, Daddy-O.
* We initially put Micah on the mattress on the floor, but that spot is right under the ceiling fan and he cried almost every nigh that he was feeling cold. So Daddy and Micah swapped place. Mommy is now on the bed with 2 boys.
On weekends, when Gadget-daddy is back, the parents will be on the floor, trying to get some cuddle time, until one of the boys cries and she will end up on the bed till daybreak. All kinds of movements through the night.
Our plan is to move them out to another room by year end before the next one comes to take a stake on our bed... Yeap. yet another.