After being gone on vacation for five days/four nights and then being gone again most of Tuesday…Owen is our shadow.
- I go upstairs to take a shower…and he has to come upstairs with me and watch TV in our room: “Mama, I come upstairs with you? Very please?”
- He wants to go upstairs to play his new Elmo Xbox game and says “You come up with me?”
- Tom goes to the bathroom/garage/bedroom/anywhere out of sight: “Where’s daddy? Where’s my dad?”
- I walk out of his sight: “Mama, where are you going? You stay here with me?”
It’s soooo cute…yet so sad and pathetic.
At one point, Papa and Grannie left to go out to dinner, and Papa came upstairs when they got home. As soon as Owen saw him, he started freaking out and crying, saying “Don’t leave! You stay here!” Poor kid thought that we were going to leave again because they were back.
I hope we’re out of this phase soon because it just breaks your heart (especially because we have to be strong and not cave in).