Just like we promised, Daddy came home from work in an airplane today! (For two and a half days–yay!) It was a good thing, too–when I went in to get him up from his nap, Tommy had taken his socks, pants, and diaper off and was in desperate need of clean sheets and a bath. Good thing there was an able bodied adult here to bathe him since that is one task I am unable to do with my SI joint trouble.
Tommy has been telling me this past month that “Daddy wort hard” (Daddy works hard). Tonight he kept exclaiming, “Daddy home!”
Four weeks down, three to go…
Oh, sweet Tommy! He must miss Daddy so much! I know God will give you the grace to get through these next weeks!
Emily. I wish we could hang out. That would be nice.