Lots of sobbing yesterday. Actually, she started the night before. Around 7 pm my daughter had an emotional breakdown over leaving her grandmommy. (She stayed at my parents’ house while I was off with the girls.) My daughter is the one and only granddaughter in a family of boys, so she and my mother have a very close bond. And my mother is THE best grandmother in the world. She bakes and reads stories and makes them feel as if they are Important. She is never too busy for them, and she always has Blue Bell ice cream cones in the freezer. One of the toughest things about moving cross country was taking my children so far away from their grandmommy. Luckily either they’ve come here or we’ve gone there, so my daughter has gotten to see my mom every three months, and we’re going back this summer. But that was no comfort to my daughter yesterday. She woke up crying again, cried all the way out of the house, cried on the way to the airport, cried into the airport and onto the plane. It was a fun trip. 😥
Now, home again! Back to work….. Where is the margarita machine???