Thanks Ali. I am ok today, I believe a sinus infection is taking up residence. My head is so full, esp around my forehead and eyes, with the yucky drainage and headache. Not my idea of a fun Friday but oh well!
Last night was a little bittersweet. I spent the evening with my kids, running around Omaha. We had allergy shots, then shopping. My baby boy FINALLY wears a size 6/7!! (He turned 7 in August and was wearing size 5 shorts all summer.) We tried his winter shirts on the other day and they were too short. And the 4T coat from last winter wasn't big enough.
So we went shopping and he got lots of great clothes, he wants to look more like his daddy so we got some nicer shirts and sweaters, he is looking too big! Only one shirt with a cartoon on it...
Then we had dinner together and headed home for bubble tubs and bed time.
I lay on the floor between my two kids in their beds. In the dark, Nathan asks,
"Mom what is the difference between a house and a home?"
We have had this discussion before and I said what I always have said. "A house is just the building, being with your family makes it a home."
I have used that explanation before, with all of our moves, to show him it doesn't matter where we live as long as we are together. (see where this is going...)
So he replies, "Then we don't have a home. Because daddy doesn't live here."
I tried to reassure him that we do still have a home, his mom and his sissy live with him and love him very much and his daddy will always be part of his family, too. No matter what.
Of course he can apply this to his dad's house once he lives there part of the time, too. Because I won't live there, so I suppose he won't think it is a home, either?
