After the kids fell asleep (or so I thought), I turned off the tv upstairs and came down here to check my email. All of a sudden, I hear Zander screaming “Mommy!” at the top of his lungs. I flew up the steps and found him sitting on his bed, bawling his eyes out. I asked him what was wrong and he said, “I didn’t know where you was. I couldn’t find Daddy, and I’m left here all alone. Jace is sleeping, and making noises, so I didn’t want to be alone.”
Poor kid. I broke his heart by going downstairs… truth be told, I *know* that the only reason he was crying was because he likes to sneak out of bed and peek around the corner at me while I’m on the couch. With me not there, he couldn’t do that.
But, I did make everything better and he was able to fall asleep (for real this time!).