When I was a kid, my dad traveled all the time.
It was not uncommon for him to leave on Sunday night until Friday afternoon.
When he was with us,
he was always giving us a hard time.
His favorite thing to ask me was
"Have I told you today that I love you?"
I always got so sick of hearing that,
but like with most parental issues,
you always end up sounding like your parents,
so it was no surprise that a few months after The Angel and The Dinosaur were home,
I channeled Dad and started asking
"Have I told you today that I love you?
The Angel now makes it a game.
She is always asking me and
then bursting into laughter as she tells me
"well, I do; give me a kiss."
My baby sister came home this weekend and we had a great visit.
The Angel always takes Aunt LaLa leaving really hard,
so tonight she and I sat at the kitchen table and had a good cry.
The Dinosaur's world was completely displaced
with his two favorite women were crying.
He had no idea what to do with himself.
I had my head buried in my hands when his little fist was punching my arm.
" Yeah buddy."
" Have I told you today that I luf you?"
While I really wanted to continue crying, I couldn't keep from laughing.