Oh, the excitement! You’d think ds17 has been away for months rather than just four weeks, and that we hadn’t seen him 2.5 weeks ago when we went to the airport together to see dd15 off to Israel. But when he called this morning to say he was on his way back, I felt so excited, and I heard the same thing in his voice.
Everyone was thrilled when he got home. I didn’t expect ds16mo to really remember him, but he reached out to be held by ds17 right away, and then when he was passed to someone else while ds got his suitcase out of the car, kept trying to touch him. We had a late lunch soon after he got home and then the kids all went out to put the sukkah up together. I just sat on the patio in the middle of all of the action, enjoying the feeling of having so many of the kids working together and enjoying each other. It was really, really, nice.
I’m not quite sure how long he’ll be home, but at least for two weeks. We’ve changed our routine so it isn’t glaring on a daily basis that dd17 and dd15 aren’t here (which it would be if our routine had stayed the same), but now that he’s back, the empty space that we weren’t really noticing consciously feels full again. Ahh.