Friday, May 4, 2012
Usually we all leave together in the morning and both drop the kids off. But today I took my own car, since I have a much-needed appointment with my hairdresser after work.
And I guess I should say that this week our schedule has been a bit peculiar as LP started feeling a little under the weather (some kind of a mild virus (?) that seems to have gone away now) and we spent two (rare and precious) afternoons together at home, without M or F. He was excited to go back to daycare this morning (it was circus day! And we made a cardboard top hat and bow tie for him to wear with black jeans and a striped shirt, so he would go as the ringmaster) but also, I think, aware that it meant we would both leave this cozy cocoon we were in for the past few days.
So I said goodbye while the kids were still having breakfast in the kitchen, then stopped by the door to put on my trench coat and grab my keys.
And suddenly LP arrived running. "Mom!"
"Yes, mon loup?"
"I wanted to tell you something."
"I wanted you not to forget something."
"That you love me."