A: "Mommy, I don't want you to leave me!"
M: "Baby, I know. I don't want to leave either. But I'll be back on Thursday, and I promise I'll call you every night."
A: "From Heaven?"
Um... no... from Florida.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Call Me...
I had to travel for work again this week, and the kids were none too happy. Amara was especially upset that I would be gone. On Sunday night after I'd put her to bed, she came wandering into our bedroom sobbing.
A: "Mommy, I don't want you to leave me!"
M: "Baby, I know. I don't want to leave either. But I'll be back on Thursday, and I promise I'll call you every night."
A: "From Heaven?"
Um... no... from Florida.
A: "Mommy, I don't want you to leave me!"
M: "Baby, I know. I don't want to leave either. But I'll be back on Thursday, and I promise I'll call you every night."
A: "From Heaven?"
Um... no... from Florida.
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