October 26, 2005

• Good morning

  
  

  Long night, but nothing too unusual.

  
  

  Last night however *before* I was in bed Sam came down to go to the bathroom, and then headed half-way up the stairs.   I turned and reminded him gently where his bed was and he began to sob.   "I don't want dad gone."   I stared at him wide-eyed cause I wasn't entirely sure where that had come from.   "I don't want dad gone."   "He's not gone, he's just at work, like always, he'll be home at 11, you can see him in the morning."   "I don't want dad gone."

  
  

  He sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.   Samuel just rarely cries, so when he does its heartbreaking.   I got offline and let him call Rob.   We even pulled Rob off his pillline to talk--his co-worker is a sweetie and recognized the panick in my voice.  LOL  I told Rob what was going on and Rob talked to him for five minutes or so.   Samuel continued to sob heartbrokenly. 

  
  

  He finally said Rob could hang up, I said goodbye to Rob, and continued to snuggle Sam.   A couple minutes later he was ready for bed.   Soooo bizarre.

  
  

  He used to have BAD night-terrors...I'm suspecting this was another even though technically his eyes were open.

  
  

   

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