This back to work business blows.
I left just in time for Griffin to catch site of me this morning, and burst into tears (him, not me.)
I had an appointment after work, and came home just in time to read him a story, tuck him in, and then fight with him for 45 minutes to get him to go to sleep.
He's too beautiful to only spend an hour and a half each day with...
I want to stare into those little smiling eyes and tickle that squishy little belly ALL. DAY. LONG.
90 minutes in a day is not enough time to show my baby boy just how much I love him!