We started Season 6 of The Big Bang Theory last week. That means I know what happens in the season opener and you don’t. Hahaha. But seriously, it means my work year has started.
It also means the following:
1. The end of Mama being home. For my older son, it’s harder to lose me to work than for my younger, since the younger really only has this summer as part of his collective toddler memory. For him, Mama works and goes away and comes back and Dada is so awesome it’s all good. The older one gives long kisses when I go and tight hugs and he looks deeply into my eyes and says he loves me and he runs out to the car for one more kiss and hug and it’s hard. Working is hard. And I love that we homeschool because their schedule can then be as flexible as mine, but it’s also hard to know how much fun I miss out on around the house and neighborhood and park and so on. Read the rest of this entry →