Here, there, and everywhere
Our weekday mornings are always a little frantic. Miles needs to get up, get dressed, have breakfast, brush his teeth, get his shoes and jacket on, and get out the door in time for his dad to take him to school and get back home in time to catch the bus.
Tobin almost always just chills out in his swing, quietly watching the action.
This morning, after Miles and Denny headed out to Willowwind, I said hi to Tobin and crouched in front of his swing. He heard me before he saw me, and his eyes got wide. Then he saw me, and he broke out in a smile so big his pacifier fell out.
It must be tough not to have object permanence yet. Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mommy exists. I’m glad you’re happy to see me. I’m happy to see you too.
