I had to go to London on a training course, which meant leaving the house at dark o'clock on Thursday morning, and coming back after 9 pm on Friday night. So Logan and I didn't see each other from Wednesday night to Saturday morning.
Logan's dad did a brilliant job, and told me when I got home that Logan did indeed miss me.
On Thursday morning after getting up, my wee boy walked round the house looking for me. On Thursday evening, coming back from nursery (his Dad picked him up which is very unusual), he again went round the house trying to find me. And after his dinner, he was sitting on the sofa and noticed the family photos on the side table. He pointed at me at started crying!
Although quite sad I can't help but be happy about this as he did miss me!
He was very happy to see me on Saturday morning, and as his Dad was away all day, we spent the day just the two of us and had great fun at the beach.
I am going away with work again in a couple of weeks, and across the week-end. This is going to be much harder for him as there won't be any nursery to occupy his mind with activities. But hopefully he'll be ecstatic to spend some quality one-to-one time with his Dad!
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