Missing Home

Hmm....I'm sitting on the third floor of Littauer on the computer, and Chris is here with the kids for a family orientation for k students' partners. I had offered to take the kids, but he didn't want the K train to get upset when I would have to leave again. I'm going to a one hour talk of Jll Crrl's and then I'll take the kids while Chris goes to a swanky bash at CE. Anyway, I guess he changed his mind b/c I turned around when I heard him say, "Here." He put Kalian down on the floor, along with her potty and just walked away. He's been having a tough time and no real break from the kids.

Anyway, I'm really missing folks back home. Friday night, we called Mickey and the friday night gang b/c Liam was still up. (the next night we let him stay up, too, to watch Curious George for "movie" night - to celebrate my new popcorn maker!) When Liam was talking to Mickey and the kids, I just started to bawl. I really miss her and my whole community so much. Chris was empathetic but he understandably had already gone through this intense phase I'm feeling when we first arrived. I was so immersed in my program that I just didn't feel the weight of our move at that point.

When I walked Liam preschool yesterday (it's more like running to keep up with him while he rides his running bike) - he didn't want to turn down the street toward his school and then didn't want to pull into the driveway. Instead, he asked, where are we going? Poor guy. He seemed so morose. And then, today, during my media and democracy class, I got a call from his preschool - he was either sick or sad - possibly both. I feel terrible.

I don't think I realized until experiencing the lack of HOAC elements - how great we/they had it - the coop, the garden, trampoline - oh, and of course theresa and the gang.

I'm breastfeeding kalian now while typing upstairs from the forum...won't last long...