nine days ..... nine ways

Nine days is how long James has been away this week ..... I can't say that it has been easy (for either of us) as this has been the longest James has been away from his family. These times apart remind me however, of how incredibly lucky I am to have a husband who works hard and helps around the house and a father who helps with his son. It's not until you find yourself having to do all the jobs around the house, all the routines that come with having children, that you realise how much you miss, love and appreciate that special someone ..... and for me, that's James.

Though I'm not the only one in this house missing him, Finlay misses his daddy. Even though he is only fifteen months old, it's obvious that Finaly misses hid dad. Little routines, moments, looks and games that James does with Finlay, might seem insignificant, but has been so important in the bond between them, even at this young age. This has become obvious and true to me over the past week.  

Here are nine ways I see Finlay missing his dad .....

one ... picking up anything that resembles a phone, putting it to his ear yelling 'dad dad dad'

two ... every morning pointing to the light switch wanting to turn it on and off (an electricians son)

three ... random times during the day running to the door, calling 'dad'

four ... pointing to photos of James laughing

five ... wanting to kick the soccer ball all the time 

six ...waving at any utes or loud cars that go by, saying 'dad'

seven ... laying on the floor wanting to jump on me ..... James would say we are 'wrestling' 

eight ... getting up in the morning, one of the first two things he does is say ... 'dad' and 'dog'

nine ... going to bed I say 'mummy and daddy love you very much' ... his response is 'dad'

miss and love you James xx