Thursday, June 20, 2013

He Loves Me

As we near the end of week 5 of husband working, life is getting more into a groove.

I know my busy days of work, so I ask the great grandparents to take him.

Sundays I work to get organized during James' nap so that on Monday I am starting with a clean in box.  It helps me sleep at night because I know I am all set.

I tend to work an extra 45 minutes to an hour each night.  I'm in no rush to cook, so I try to get as much as I can done while I can.

James knows that if I am in the dining room in front of this infernal machine that I am busy.  I don't know how, but he manages to play and entertain himself, occasionally coming to me for small things or to laugh and sing.

Earlier this week he surprised me by doing something he has never done to me.

We had been playing on the couch during a break for me and he wandered off to his room after a while to do something.  I returned to my seat at the table and went back to work.  After about 5 minutes he came out, looked around and came to stand by my seat.  He reached up, grabbed my hand in the middle of typing, and pulled me.

I was escorted back to the couch and pushed to take a seat.  And then he climbed up and began to play with me as if he had never left the room in the first place.

There was no way I was going to go back to work after that until nap time.

The same thing happened that night.

We were all on the couch, and I eventually moved to the floor so he couldn't tackle me.  When he left the room I moved to the dining room to check email.  He came running in, pulled me back to the couch, and made sure I sat while he stood grinning up at me.

Someone loves me.  And I'm so happy to be pulled back in to his life when he wants me.

Which, luckily, is all the time.

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