He's tired, but as soon as he hears our radio alarm clock go off, he's in our room, asking to lay in our bed until Daddy is ready to leave for work.
When Daddy goes downstairs, his Buddy goes with him.
When Buddy was born six and a half weeks early, I couldn't get down to the nursery right away to see him. Hubby made a video of Buddy, laying there on the "fry warmer", wearing his little newborn hat, hooked up to the machines. Hubby's voice, and the machines are all you hear on the video. "Hi there, Little Buddy..." he said.Hugs, kisses and "I love yous" are exchanged.
As Daddy gets into his truck, Buddy runs back upstairs and positions himself at our bedroom window -- urging me to hurry along as he goes.
"C'mon Mom! Dad's leavin'!"
We stand by the window, waving, and waiting for Daddy to tap the brake lights a few times. He exits the garage, then the driveway, then motors on down the street. Buddy watches and waves until Daddy is out of sight.