Bittersweet

I don't think Sam realizes there are some moms who stay at home. Why should he really? All he's known are day care kids with working moms.

But recently Bryon's office moved downtown, a stone's throw from the kids' day care at our church, and although the transition was fairly smooth, it has Sam's mental wheels spinning. He doesn't quite understand that I still make the same drive, just without them, for example.

Today he asked when I was moving offices. "Probably not for awhile," I told him.

"In a year?" he asked.

"Maybe." (Maybe not.) "Why do you ask?"

"Because everyday I miss your beautiful face."