We're on day 5 of 6 days without Zach (2 days last week, 4 this week*). We miss him dearly. I suspect if we did this more often we'd all have routines and ways to make it all work. But we don't. We're spoiled.
Even so, we have had a pretty good time this week. I've taken time to leave work early, which gives me a head start on the evening rush. Most days.
Today we had planned to go out to dinner with friends. They had to cancel, which was understandably disappointing. I set up ground rules for going on our own (every one had to pee, and everyone had to show me that they had the energy to keep it together through dinner). Molly stepped right up and got herself ready to go. Clara threw herself on the floor. Several times. I called off the restaurant trip and started making dinner.
And Molly was mad! She stomped around and yelled "I'm angry!" But she didn't hit. She didn't throw herself on the ground. She didn't point, or call names. And so I let her express that anger. And suggested she draw an angry picture. So she did.
This is Angry Molly. With freckles. And light blue eyes. And a yelling mouth.
She used Angry Molly to tell me that I never listen to her, I only listen to Clara. That she's mad at me for not letting us go to the restaurant. And she's mad at Clara for crying so much. And I listened. And she said she wasn't mad at me any more, just Clara. And when Clara was ready (Clara was recovering from another tantrum when she realized we really weren't going to the restaurant, even after she promised she was done crying), I let Molly tell Clara how upset she was.
And we went and had dinner in our kitchen.
* Zach went to Fresno on the train last week to visit GRID's new Fresno office. This week he's doing 2 days in the LA office (& visiting family), & 2 days in the San Diego office (& visiting Andy).
