Ever since Sarah was born, Jeremiah has been a little more clingy to Mom. Always before this Daddy's boy only wanted Daddy to read the story, Daddy to do the bath, Daddy to put him to bed. Now, he wants me.
And when someone else has had to watch him while I've been gone for a while, it's even worse. Several weeks ago, Aunt Amy watched him while Sarah and I went to a MOPs meeting. As I drove out of the garage, I could see his lower lip slowly getting farther and farther out. Amy reported that when I was gone, he cried, then proceeded to hide behind our living room chair sobbing, "Why does everybody leave me?"
Then this morning, I had another MOPs meeting, one which provided childcare. He happily went into the room, but was pretty sad when I picked him up. As I buckled him into his car seat, I asked him why he was crying. "I don't know," he sobbed. I said, "You know that Mommy always comes to get you." "Yes," sob, "I know" sob "that you always" sob "come to get me."
"Mommy won't leave you, Jeremiah. I love you very much." "Yes" sob "I know" sob "you love me very much." Sob, sob.
Poor little boy. But I love his tender heart.