Sometimes I get tired of having to step back and think 'now how do I model a Christ-like response to this' when really all I want to do is yell, scream, spray graffiti on cars and get a rebellious tattoo.
As for The Boy... well, he is a treasure. We are so incredibly blessed to have this little guy as a part of our lives. He is laid back, handsome and eager to learn and interact. I have seen some of the signs I was told about - he is a bit more clingy when dropped off even with familiar people and occasionally he asks the heartwrenching question, "Where's Daddy?"
But I have been told that I have barely disappeared and he has recovered from his clinginess and playing as normal. And really he gets to interact with his Dad a lot more than he was when they were both home together. And both parents are going out of their way to reassure him that we love him and that he makes us so very happy.
It's a busy week even without the new childcare issues to contend with. I had a funeral today and another one just around the corner as it is only a matter of time. There is a wedding on Saturday with the accompanying rehearsal and of course those dadgum parishioners are looking for yet another sermon on Sunday.
For now I am biding time before nap/quiet time and gearing up for having to go to the grocery store tonight - BLECH!!!!
Do they sell tattoos there?