The Day Began Gently Featured
They had to leave early, so it was my job to get him up. With the clocks being pushed forward he was having a more difficult time waking up. We all were. But he is only four, so he needs a bit more sleep. I curled up next to him and waited. He has grown so much in the past year, but he is still my little boy.
Watching him gradually wake up is something I'm sure I won't get to do much longer. But I did on this day. And I will as longs as he allows me. After snuggling for about ten minutes I carried him downstairs. By 7am my wife and kids were on their way to school.
I had a meeting after school so I arrived home a little later than usual. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed my son had the door open and he ran out to hug me. Usually my daughter is the first to greet me, but she had her headphones on and must not have heard me pull up.
For the rest of the evening my son clung to me like he hadn't in quite a while. He kept telling me over and over again how much he had missed me. And at first I could not figure out why. But then it hit me. I think it had everything to do with how our day began....