Daddy

Croix seems to have figured out what nights are school nights for Brent. This past Monday he must have just known Brent was going to leave. He refused to stay in his high chair. He just wanted to sit on his Daddy's lap. It was sweet and heart breaking all at the same time. So Brent and Croix ate dinner together. I had made plans to go to a friends house right after dinner. We all left the house at the same time. Croix did seem a little confused when he realized Brent was not in the car with us, but at least there was no inconsolable crying this week. Perhaps I'll make a habit of having somewhere to go Monday nights. It seemed to make Brent having class a little easier on Croix.