Wednesday, February 1, 2012

The Perfect Pickle

makes me happy.


On evenings I'm working I tell Byrdie before her afternoon nap that I'll be gone when she gets up but, Daddy will be here to play with her. Which, for the most part, she's totally fine with (I'm pretty sure they always have an awesome time together).

It's the days when I've worked a few shifts back to back or, as I learned last night, right before she closes her eyes for sleep that she vocalizes any disappointment in my absence.

As told by my husband, when he was saying his final I love yous and heading for her bedroom door last night, the Byrd murmured, "I want mommy."

His response, "Me too."

Lovely and heartbreaking at the same time.

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