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Now, if you know me, you’ll say something along the lines of “How long do you have?”. But let’s assume that you don’t know me and that I’m relatively normal for a minute!

I decided last night that I’d like to do a little dawn patrol surf this morning and The Daddy was okay with taking over the wake up routine so I headed out this morning in the dark to go check the waves. I got half way there and had this overwhelming feeling of missing the Tater Tot. So bad I almost turned around. Not missing her like I hadn’t seen her in days but missing out on the morning routine. The sweet little face that I walk into the room to and her cute sayings. Her hugging Mr. Duckie like her life depends on it and the enthusiasm with which she greets me and the day. Her smell and her little arms wrapping around my neck as I take her out of her crib. It was different than “The Daddy won’t do things the way I would” or “The Daddy won’t do things the way I want them done”. It was “I want to be there”.

I didn’t turn around to go home and I had a good time surfing. It wasn’t crowded which was really weird for a Saturday. I’m glad I went. But it was weird to have that sensation of not wanting to miss one teeny tiny little thing. Especially since I’m with her all day every day. I think it has to do with starting the day together feeling special because I don’t feel this way at all when I’m leaving in the middle of the day to run errands without her. Who knows for sure? What I do know is that I always love coming back!