Our oldest asked me if I was still sad over daddy being gone. She then asked what I would do when I saw him again. I said, "Well, I guess I'll scream his name and run to him as quick as I can." She says, "I will yell Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy and run and hold him and never let that man go. I miss him Mommy. Can he come home and see me now?"
Then the youngest started kissing the phone when he called last night.
Kids are sweet. I had a rough night last night. Bummer. Hopefully today will be better!