Max, this week I spent Tuesday through Sunday with you all day and all night since you were up frequently from being sick. I also flew to and from Dallas with you *alone* with lots of luggage (it was your grandfather's 60th birthday). While I did enjoy moments of our time together, it came to my attention that you are VERY needy ;)
I received the phone call from daycare on Tuesday afternoon that you were being unruly because you did not feel well. An hour later, I realized what they meant and spent the next 3 days not being able to leave your side for more than a moment lest you would throw a fit. We spent these days playing and sleeping and getting very little professional or house work done (sorry Doug). The plane rides were even worse - you would howl at the top of your lungs when I would not let you feed the huge guy in the seat next to us or get down and play with the ladies shoe laces across the aisle. Usually I can calm you and quiet you by sticking a boob in your mouth, but even that had its limits. I finally just let you crawl up and down the plane touching god knows what kinds of disgusting bacteria and putting your hands in your mouth (and in mine). If I develop some weird disease, I will know who to blame.
BUT, today I took you straight to daycare when we arrived into town and low and behold I had this strange LONELY feeling. I continuously found myself checking the clock to see if it was close to 5pm so I could come get you. At the daycare, I was so excited when I first caught sight of you in the window and my cold heart melted a little when I saw your beautiful, devilish grin awaiting me at the door. I couldn't wait to hold you and play with you and search for any new tricks you may have picked up just in the last day.
You may be needy, but I guess it makes me feel good to be needed - at least in moderation! I suppose a little absence does make the heart grow fonder. I'll miss you tomorrow at daycare.
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