Tutu just left.

We had the best visit, except for some minor kid vomiting, and it’s such a treat to get her company but oh boy does it hurt when she leaves. Normally, I mope about for a day or so and morn her loss while Kevin plies me with treats and hugs. This time her departure is especially wrenching because Kevin isn’t here either. He was sent to Taiwan for the week so I’m alone with my sorrow.

My girls rock. They are such fun bundles of joy that I adore every second (well, pretty much every second). But it’s so hard to find someone who loves them with the same level of intensity and wonder. So when my mom comes, I get another person that is just as enthalled and touched and excited about every little thing they do. Every new word from Kulia, every cute phrase from Leina, is as exciting to my mom as it is for me. Being a stay at home mom is rather isolating. Having another person here to share the love is a blessing all of its own.

It’s time like these that I wonder what, exactly, I’d need to do to get my sister to move next door to me. Unfortunately, it would involve changing the west coast weather pattern and I just don’t have that kind of pull…yet.

So the girls and I are alone for a while until Kevin returns from abroad. They don’t realize it, but when they wake from their naps, they are going to get an excessive amount of snuggling from me!

Safe journey home, mom. I love you!