Beckham woke up this morning asking where his daddy was. I told Beckham that his daddy had to work day. Beckham seemed so sad. He came and sat in my lap and started to whimper.
"Beckham," I said "don't be sad he will be back later." "I don't want my daddy to work!" he exclaimed. I then explained that daddy had to work so that mommy could stay home and take care of Beckham instead of working. Daddy also works so we have money and so we can live in Jen-ya. He looked up at me with those beautiful blue green eyes. "Yay... thanks Daddy. I love my mommy staying with ME."
I feel so bad for complaining about staying at home. Yes I am bored out of my mind!!! Yes I miss working!!! Yes I traded in my high-heels and dresses for flip-flops and sweatpants, but sweet little comments from my precious little boy reassures me that I am right were I need to be.
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