Our boy is growing up!

In the past, when I've left for a week on a business trip, Mama and Tug would drop me off at the airport and the little boy would just be distraught when they would drive off without me. This week, however, I drove myself so I just left early on Monday before Tug was even awake. Today, when I left the airport driving home I called Mama to make sure the blinds were closed before I arrived. That way he wouldn't see me before I got to the stairs and go bonkers. Well, it worked. In fact, the reception I got was about the same as a normal night when I come home! :O

How very funny- as he grows up I am torn between being happy he's becoming calmer and more managable but a little sad that he's not practically hurting himself trying to welcome me home!