Wishful Thinking

Little J has quite an imagination.  Lately it mostly revolves around his dad.  Hubby was gone all of March and April for training and then left for Korea in June.  Now every time we go someplace that he likes, he makes up a story about “when I was little my daddy took me there.” or “when I was a baby my daddy took me.” or “when daddy gets home he is going to bring me..”  And now, the past 2 times we have seen or heard an airplane he asks if daddy is on that plane.  With all this imagining you would think that he would want to talk to him on video chat when he got a chance, but this morning he flat out refused to talk to him.  I thought we would have a few more months before we reached that anger directed at the deployed parent, but here we are and we are only at the 2 month point.

I guess I need to get out the workbooks and stories for kids that we got at the family readiness center.


no more sniffling

Today we did the homework packet that we put off all last week.  Today was a day off from school so we could get away with it.  It was an “All about me” book.

When we got to the page that had boxes for him to draw “people who live in my house,” he drew Little J first, then me.  When we got to the next box and he decided to draw daddy (I wasn’t sure if he would draw him since he hasn’t been here in 2 months) I sniffed my itchy nose.  He looked at me sharply and demanded “Why are you sniffling?!?”  I said, “I had an itch so I sniffed and then scratched it.”  He turned and looked at me with those honest eyes and said matter of factly, “sometimes I sniffle and cry because I miss my daddy when he’s not here.”  And then he finished drawing dad’s face and moved on.