One Week Down

Well, we made it one week.  And, aside from the first 48 hours (to be discussed in a different post), the week went pretty smoothly.  

Here are images from our last full day together.

Please note the four binkies in the photo below (two in mouth):

Pile on papa:

Sneaking love notes into the luggage:

Trying to sneak themselves into the luggage:

The note says something like "if you work and work, work work work work work work, you will be home in no time!"

A final photo before loading up the van:

And He's Off

I'll just say this for tonight: it doesn't get any easier.  Saying goodbye is terribly hard no matter how many times you do it, and no matter that it is "only" nine months.  We had a beautiful last day together as a family, followed by a semi-crazy departure morning.  I've got these stories in pictures waiting to be told...

And my man on a plane somewhere far, far away.

But for tonight, for me, it's time for sleep. Tomorrow, the countdown begins.

On the Brighter Side

Whenever I try to clean crumbs out from under Bronwen's chin, I get this: