Summer is over. How sad. I cannot believe how fast 3 months have come and gone. Tomorrow I will take Charlie and Jack to daycare and say goodbye. I am lucky that I have found a small program with a wonderful teacher but alas it does not relieve the sadness that I feel about leaving my babies. We had a wonderful summer, a plane trip to Maine, a long van ride to Ocean City, we went to carnivals, Fairs and tractor parades, we had play dates and pool parties, we took walks almost everyday and played on the play ground at least once a week, we played trucks in the living room and set up a school bus in Jack's room, heck, we even baked cookies once or twice . (what a mess that was!) I will miss it. I will miss hearing Jack ask "What are you doing here?" every time he enters a room, I will miss rocking miles a day as Charlie snuggles close and I will miss making bottles, getting "drinkies" and finding missing toys that are right under a two year old's nose. I know that I will still get to do all that on the night shift, but trust me when I say, it won't be the same. I know that it will be ok and I know that the boys are in good hands and that they will love the social interaction but still, a part of me is sad. I am already fighting back the big old crocodile tears that are welling up just writing about it, I can only imagine the floodgates that will flow tomorrow. There is always a silver lining....pick up time. I am already counting down the hours!!
