lane drove back to nixa tonight because he has to work in the morning and i wanted to spend a couple extra days in paragould with the boys since connor is on spring break this week. it hurt my heart to watch him pull out of the driveway and head home by himself. i know he'll be just fine and will probably enjoy a little quietness around the house when he's home for a couple of days, but we'll miss him terribly. he is such a wonderful dad and he and connor have really gotten close. as a matter of fact, when i told connor why daddy was loading the car tonight before he left, he cried and cried. i think his daddy is his very best friend. isn't that wonderful?
i put the boys to bed together tonight. the three of us sat in bed and read 4 books, then we tucked cohen into his miracle blanket (which lives up to its name entirely). then connor and i knelt by the side of the bed and said our prayers before hopping into bed for me to sing to him and tell him a story. he informed me that 'daddy tells really good stories.' guess i need to brush up on my story-telling skills.
when i read back over the stuff i am typing it sounds pretty boring to someone who isn't me or my kids or husband, but i just think someday later on when this day is long gone i will be really glad i recorded some of these mundane thoughts and happenings because they will become special little memories. that's my disclaimer. nighty-night.
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