"Where's My Mama!"

A little seperation anxiety going on with my little one.
I can't leave the room unless he is TOTALLY occupied with what he is doing and having a good time. Otherwise I get terrible, shrieking cries. Oh boy. So it's a great time slinging him on my hip while I try to do laundry.... yes, most of the time he insists on being held while I do these things.

Last night, after coming home from the grandparents house for Easter, I was able to get him down to sleep about 6:30 pm since he didn't nap all day and he was exhausted! Evie and I went to a movie and when we got home at 9 pm, he was up on Joe's lap in the living room... still looking exhausted. Joe said he woke thet moment I left and cried the entire time I was gone.. he knew that his Mama was gone and wasn't going back to bed until I was home. I came in, picked him up, he kissed my face about a thousand times, nursed for a few minutes and he was out!

He's all about his Mama. It does make it difficult to get things done, though.

Sweet boy.