We are on day 6 of Steve’s trip out west and this is OFFICIALLY the longest Steve and I have ever been apart. We still have 6 days to go until we see each other again. So how am I holding up? Let me just state emphatically, THIS SUCKS! The only one who doesn’t really seem affected is Molly. She doesn’t have a clue. So lucky to be two. Today she ran off to Amy and gave her a big hug. All weekend she had a blast with Grandma and Grandpa Swenson. Giggling, laughing, playing. While Ella and I were in the fetal position crippled by our sadness.
Do you understand why I miss him so?????????