Half of my children are gone. Whisked far, far away to Grandma's house.
They left early this morning and we won't see them again until Wednesday and Max is already missing his brothers.
I caught Max staring dolefully off the deck at the empty backyard. He sighed, turned around and when he spied me, announced "I miss Jake and Nate." Bedtime was hard for him tonight. He wandered out after I tucked him in and said that he can't sleep by himself. I ended up laying in Nate's empty bed for about 15 minutes so that Max could settle down. Just before he drifted off to sleep I quietly got of of bed, gave him a little hug and left the room.
It will be interesting to see how he copes for the next few days.