I’m finally back home after almost three weeks of travel covering New York, Tokyo, Hong Kong, Shanghai, and Seoul. Prior to the trip, I was looking forward to the change of scenery and nights of uninterrupted sleep, but by the third day into my travels, I missed sitting with you on the potty and having your leg in my face at night. The jet lag and travel of moving from city to city interrupted my sleep plenty, and no food or friend could fill the void of missing you.
I didn’t get to talk to you guys much while I was away due to the time zone differences and your busy schedule, but even when we did, it wasn’t much to write home about. We did get into a routine. You’d either grab the phone and take me around all over the house making me motion sick. Or you’d ask to see my hotel toilet, sink, tooth paste, refrigerator, and water bottle, in that order. Only in thinking back on it…although there was not much said in a traditional sense, those interactions are exactly how it would’ve been at home.
But I’m still glad to be back. You and your mother greeted me at 630 AM, already up from sending off your grandma just twenty minutes earlier. You seemed unsure at first, perhaps because I had been gone so long you didn’t know whether to believe your eyes. Or maybe you didn’t know how to react…so you simply went to go get your smell pots and brought them over to me to smell with you. It was endearing and only something I know you would do.
It’s always hard to see how much someone or something has changed when you see it everyday. Did I feel like you changed a lot over the course of three weeks? Yes and no. It wasn’t anything outright superficially or physically, but you have more fluidity to your speech and a high level of confidence in expressing your desires. I suppose that’s a euphemism for “you’re bossy.” Or as your mother likes to say, “you know what you want,” which is often how she describes herself. I wonder where you got that part of your from!