A cat was meeyawing outside and Matt stopped on his tracks.
Matt: Ket -crying.
Me: Oh yes. Why is the cat crying?
Matt: Looking for Mama.
Me: Why, where’s his Mama?
Matt: Working.
Ouch.
Child psychology. Now you have a fair idea what I deal with everytime I go to work because dear son is in this very cute stage of wanting no one but Mama. It’s heartbreaking. And everytime, I’m torn between needing to take further steps away and wanting to just.Stay.There. Just stay home.





