Maybe a little.
T left for his dad’s Monday morning. He will not return to me until Aug. 28th. Day before my birthday.
It has been quiet without him here. I have caught myself a couple of times about to call something out to him.
On the upside though, less dishes to wash. So much easier to keep a tidy house when you do not have a giant galoot roaming around. However there is only me to do the chores.
When he comes home we have a full week together and then he starts high school after the long weekend. I am more nervous than he is I know that much. And poor boy has teachers and guidance counsellors that shop with us. He will not be able to get away with anything. Not that I really am worried, I am pretty confident that he is a good kid.
I did eat two extra pieces of his cake leaving him with one slice to share with his buddy. Ice cream cake. Cookies and Cream. To die for. Chocolate. And I love me some chocolate.