just to put a smile on his face

When we said good-bye to Mark at the airport in May, my little guy was devastated. Very devastated. He cried out. Loud and hard. It was extremely heart-wrenching. It was a sad, sad day. Actually, it was a sad, sad first week. Every day I would look at my little boy and he was visibly heartbroken. It was hard to see him that way. He lost a little bit of weight, as his appetite waned. He also lost a little bit of his spunk and liveliness. My once "happy-go-lucky" little boy went from exuding happiness and throwing himself at life with energy and gusto....to a bit slower-paced and a bit mellow. Totally unlike him. If we talked about daddy and how much we missed him, he would exhale and try to shrug off his sadness. The whole adjustment took one whole week (thankfully). I never would have guessed that he would take it so hard and deal with it so vividly.
And so, with daddy being gone for two months this summer...his smiles mean a lot more to me. I go out of my way to keep those smiles on his face. We go to the park almost every. single. day. That means a bit more work for me. But I'll do anything to keep those smiles coming! :)