Monday, October 3


T got a job.
This means we had to put our love child into daycare.

I hate that I'm away from him.

I hate that he misses us.

I hate that we miss him.

I hate that someone else is watching him.

I hate he is all I think about all day.

I especially hate that someone else gets to enjoy his sweetness and delight all day while I don't.

I guess things have to be the way they are.

For now.

But I still hate it...

1 comment:

Pants said...

I wish I was there to enjoy his sweetness and delight. Ha!