Our family is going through a transitional period.
The Husband is going back to work preparing for our comedy club to open. For the first two years, he left at dinner time and I put A to bed by myself. She was fine with it because it was all she knew. Once my husband quit his job, he was home all the time and tucked our daughter into bed every night. He was also home all day and whenever she felt like it she could go into his office for a cuddle. This is her new reality and now her daddy is working most days and as she said last night about the new setup she “not appreciate that”.
We take her to the comedy club to hang out with daddy and FaceTime with him at bed time but she is still missing him like crazy. All of her imaginary games now include working at a comedy club. She says bye to me, says she is going to work at the club, and tells me she can’t tuck me in to bed but she loves me very much. It’s like therapy for her and I hope it makes her feel better.
Our bathroom is the comedy club and I am not allowed in but I love listening to her conversations. Apparently, working at a comedy club involves balancing plates and feeding the comics banana sandwiches and cupcakes.