A Weekend With Daddy

This weekend was the first time I've been away from Kiera overnight.

She and Ken saw me off at the airport at 6am Friday morning. Kiera was pretty happy running around the Abbotsford airport checking out the airplanes hanging from the ceiling so it wasn't the scene I was dreading. Instead: "Bye Mom. Okay Daddy, let's run!" There was a little meltdown after I had gone though security and Kiera realized she couldn't go back there with me. I'll admit there were a few tears from me also as I waited to board the plane.

The rest of the weekend went well for the two of them. Pancakes at IHOP, swimming lessons, dance class (I'll have photos soon I promise), and the wave pool Sunday morning.

It was the first time I've talked to Kiera on the phone. Some conversations were longer than others. "Miss you Mom. Bye." was one, I think Toopy and Binou won out that night.

All the way home (okay, all weekend) I was looking forward to the reunion. When Ken gets home from work, Kiera runs and jumps into his arms yelling "Daddy". Surely a weekend away would get me the same. Not so much. Kiera blinked at me, allowed me to hug her and asked for juice. She had missed her regular nap, just woken up from the car ride to the airport, and been promised some juice after I got in. Oh well, maybe in two and a half years when I go away again!