1 way or the other

Mornings in our house always start one of two ways lately and it all depends on what shift Keith works that day. Most days He has to be to work at either 8am or 9am so he is gone before Zach wakes up. On those days when Zach gets up he runs to the window and looks out to where Keith parks his car. When he sees that it isn't there he cries and runs to the door yelling "Daddy All gone, please daddy come back". Let me tell you it's enough to break my heart into little pieces. After about 10 minutes of me telling him daddy had to go to work and will be home later, he calms down and gets on with his day.

Now on the 1-2 days a week that Keith has to work the late shift and doesn't go in until 11am mornings are a whole different story. First of all I get to sleep in until 10am when Keith has to leave the house. Keith gets Zach out of bed and gets him his morning cup and they watch cartoons until just before 10am when Keith or Zach comes in to wake me up. When it's time for Keith to leave Zach likes to walk him to the door and give him high fives, hugs, and kisses. Then he watches him get in his car from one window and runs to the other one to watch him drive down the street. There are no tears on these mornings just the simple words from a little boy who understands far more than I give him credit for sometimes, "Daddy go work and make money"

One thing that is clear to me from both reactions, my little boy sure does love his daddy. I wouldn't have it any other way.