Jack is missing his Daddy. Today after school we're going to make a paper chain
He wouldn't get out of the car at drop off this morning (first day back to school after the long break). Jack begged me to walk to his classroom but
At this point I feel like I could be a negotiator for the FBI. I'm fairly certain any Mom would qualify, Lord knows we all acquire the skills eventually. It's exhausting but it has quickly become a survival skill and I'm not above putting it on a resume
So, day three without Daddy is underway; ten more to go.
The count down continues!