The weather has been pretty dismal today here in NYC. Rain, sleet, and a touch of snow permeated the day. To avoid having to drive too much in the icy mess my wife and I decided to leave Devin with his great grandmother in Manhattan for the night. We’ve done this before, more than once actually, but every time it’s the same: I miss him. Yes, he’s in good loving hands, and he is super happy when he’s over there, but I still miss him. Coming home from work to him at night always makes me feel all warm and fuzzy and I have never taken that feeling for granted. When I come home and he’s not here, even if he’s only 45 minutes away, I miss him. He’ll be back tomorrow night and I’ll be wishing he were sleeping over at his great grandmother’s again, but tonight I miss him.
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I know what you mean. I always wish someone would watch the kids so we can do something sane, but as soon as we drop them off they are all we talk about.
Oh, do I know that feeling. Whenever Sugar has gone to spend the night at her aunt’s or grandparent’s in Queens or Brooklyn, it’s always been a kind of bittersweet break. I remember the first time she spent the night because we actually got to go out to a grown-up, formal function. After the event was over I drove past the aunt’s house at 2am and sat there waiting to see if the lights would come on. Then I could barely sleep and was back, ringing the doorbell at 7am.
I’ve gotten much more comfortable since then. But I still feel funny when Sugar’s away from me, even though she’s about to turn 9 years old in a couple of months. Spice has had two sleepovers at the aunt’s house and I have to admit that she’s such a handful that both times I was almost too tired to miss her. But, it did feel strange waking up and not hearing her little feet stomping around the house. It’s hard to believe that one day they’ll be out their own and it will always be quiet.