A Conversation with Brayton...

A synopsis of the conversation I had with Brayton tonight, sitting on the couch just prior to bedtime.

Dad: Brayton, did you have a good time at Grandma Cindy and Grandpa Gordons?
Brayton: Zes, go to Grandma Coke's tomorrow.
Dad: Did you have fun riding in Grandpa's big red boat?
Brayton: Zes
Dad: What did you do on the big red boat?
Brayton: Drive
Dad: Did you see Grandpa's puppies?
Brayton: Zes
Dad: How many legs do the puppies have?
Brayton: (Using his fingers to count) One, Two, Three, Four, FOUR!
Dad: How many tails do the puppies have:
Brayton: (Using his fingers again) One, Two, ONE!
Dad: How are the owies on your fingers, do you need any band aids? (He has been scratching and sucking on his fingers causing abraisons that got infected recently)
Brayton: My fingers are pretty good, I don't need any band aids.
Dad: Brayton, I am really proud at how your using your words. You are speaking very eloquently. Can you say eloquent?
Brayton: No
Colette: Brayton, you can say "hippopotamus" you surely can say "eloquent."
Brayton: Hippopotamus
Colette: Brayton, can you say "elephant".
Brayton: Elephant
Colette: Now say eloquent...
Brayton: Eloquent
Dad: Brayton, now say "I speak eloquently"
Brayton: I speak eloquent. (missing the "ly")
Brayton: Want to go to Grandma Cindy's tommorrow. Go to Grandma Bernadine's house too.
Dad: I think it's time for bed now son.
Brayton: My blankent isn't stinky anymore (His blanket was getting stinky and we told him so while we washed it quick).
Dad: No son, your blanket isn't stinky anymore.
Brayton: My blanket smells GOOD! Is it HOT! (Colette had just pulled it out of the dryer, and instead of making at statement "It is" Brayton always says it as a question)
Dad: Time to go to bed and read books...Goodnight

My babies are leaving...

Brayton and Lauren are leaving.

They are going to Grandma Cindy and Grandpa Gordon's house for the weekend.

I probably wont see them when I get up and go to work in the morning.

They will be gone when I get home from work tomorrow.

I miss them already.

I came to this realization while wrestling around with both of them tonight on the living room floor. I was between tickling Lauren and showing Brayton how to lay on his back and toss the ball in the air and catch it on the way down (the stuff Fathers are supposed to teach their sons). I won't see them again until Sunday.

That is a long time.

It will be nice to get after some long overdue projects. It will be nice to go out to dinner with Colette. It will be nice to sleep in until 7am with out any disruptions. It will be nice to go to Mass and actually listen to the Homily. It will be nice to take a nap on Sunday afternoon without being woke up.

But they won't be here and it won't be the same.

I miss them already.