Saturday, May 21, 2005

Conversation with The Boy

This morning, while I was tying his sneakers:

TB: Daddy?

DD: Yes?

TB: You stay home today, right? Today’s Saturday.

DD: That’s right.

TB: I love it when you stay home. I know you have to go to work to pay for the house and clothes and toys, but I miss you when you’re gone.

DD (after stunned silence): I miss you too.