Three Days

Three days...

With no one:

screaming at me

Hanging on me

Eating the good food

Coming into my room to tell me they had nightmares

Fighting with me to get dressed/brush teeth/brush hair

Three days...

Of no one:

To tell me that they love me every time they come into a room

To sit and read with me

To tell Hubby to stop picking on me (she is my defender!)

To give me a ton of hugs

I am going to miss my Baby.

It is only three days.

But it seems so much longer.