Oh my heart! Hank has gone to Blanding for a WEEK with his Grandpa Griff and I'm lost without my buddy. It was a very spur of the moment decision, and we all know I don't handle spontaneity well. I had no time to prepare myself for my little four year old to go away for 7 days. He was so excited to ride 4-wheelers all day and play toon town until he dropped. I put on a brave face but as they pulled away, I'll admit it, I cried. I didn't cry because I think he won't be taken care of or that something bad will happen to him. I cried because my baby is growing up and leaving me already. I've got issues, I know this but I love my kid. What am going to do when he really grows up and leaves me for good! I can't even think about it. Maybe I'll just keep having kids so at least I'll always have one that will be around. That's probably not a great idea. Of course I don't want a little baby mama whiner who never wants to do anything but hang out with me. I just have a hard time letting go. He almost left without a sippy cup and Griff said "he doesn't need sippy cups in Blanding". What? I wouldn't think of it, so I decided to enable Hank and keep him a baby a little longer by sneaking his sippy cups in his bag! I think I need either medication or a therapist because I'm pretty sure it's not normal to cry myself to sleep because my 4 year old has been gone one day! Randy and I were looking forward to a quiet night without toon town but instead we both sat around the computer to see if Crazy Dynopretzel was on so we could play with him. Max isn't sure how he feels about all the attention. I think he prefers to slip under the radar and destroy the house in peace.
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Wow, a full week huh? That is quite a while to have Hank gone. I totally sympathize with you. Although kids can be exhausting, they make life so complete. I always think about my kids growing up and leaving the house -- I hate it. I feel like time goes by so quickly too. I watch Maddie walk off to school each morning....all dressed up, pony tail bobbing up and down, her backpack that is as big as her and I just want to bottle her up and keep her this age forever. She is going to be in 4th grade next year---help! Where does the time go? Anyway, have fun with Max this week. He'll keep you smiling!
oh, i feel bad for you. hank will probably have the time of his life though.
How do you think I felt when you flew away to Hawaii all ALONE!!! No wonder my history of depression started the day you left for beaches and palm trees..and I am still depressed and that was 10 years ago..talk about separation anxiety..that's why none of you and your children can ever live farther than Lehi...I hate to think what would happen if any of you did move farther away....it's on your heads!!
oh man. the second i pulled up your blog and saw that picture of hank...my tears almost started rolling and I'm not even his mama.... i think i'm having separation anxiety from him!
my kid can't leave the womb. it'll be too far away. i'm the biggest baby mama drama of us all!
ohhh I love this post! Dyson was almost five when he ventured to Blanding for a week... He came home saying things like "what the hog hell is this" oohh the things Hank will learn! Can't wait to hear all about it! And it is true... there is no need for sippy cups in Blandin'! Oh Hank.
Annie,
I would think you would be glad to have the little squirt gone for a while. I was always real happy when my kids would go away........
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