Missing You

So Brian is leaving Tuesday for Florida for the HPBA (Hearth, Patio & BBQ) show. He won't be home until Saturday. I guess it is a good sign that after almost 11 years of marriage I can say that I already miss him. He is mopey today too, after playing with the kids and knowing how much he'll miss them while he's gone. I think it's cute. One thing that I always knew about Brian was what a good dad he would be. He has definitely proved me right. A million different things come to mind in that regard, but a quick example happened the other night when Leah woke up in the middle of the night crying a sad little cry like she had just had a terrible dream. He rushed to her crib and came back about 10 minutes later. I asked if she was okay and he said, "she just needed her dad." So true.

And on the humerous side, today he was taking a nap on the couch while I played with the kids. Kennedy and Leah were in the other room, when Leah started fussing. Kennedy shouted, "Leah needs help getting out of the toy mess" (she was stuck in the corner where the two couches meet, with toys all around her). Brian shot off the couch like someone had just tazered him and started running in the direction of Leah's voice. When he woke up and looked a little dazed, he said "Leah's stuck in the toilet?!" I just laughed and laughed. What a good dad to jump up when he thought his little girl was stuck in the toilet.

So we'll miss you daddy. Bring us back some Florida sunshine, will you?