love...

My boy has been missing his Dad. The first few days home from our trip I could not figure out why Jonah was in a little funk. When Brooks got home he would snap right out of it. I realized he had been spoiled by the 5 days straight he had in his Dad's presence and was missing him. 5 days of togetherness. Now it's back to reality, 9 to 5 for Brooks who sometimes sees his co-workers more than his family. I wish it weren't so. I sometimes day dream of living long ago when life was more simple in many ways and families spent their days together working the land. I think I would have been a good farmer's wife. Maybe I just watched too much little house on the prairie as a kid, but if we lived that life my little guy wouldn't miss his Dad buddy so much.