Chicago

I was able to attend a conference for the National Association for the Education of Young Children in November. I went with 2 other teachers and colleagues and learned a great deal from the experience. As the date for the trip approached, I became more and more worried about leaving my children, but I couldn't get my airfare back, so I continued with my plans. Matt was wonderful with the children while I was gone (I've gotten quite a few compliments on how well Matt did Daphne's hair!) It was hard to be away and I missed my family, but seeing their faces at the airport made the whole trip worth while.
My plane arrived home early, so I walked outside and met Matt and the kids at the van. I opened up the side door and Isaac jumped right up and hugged me- he was so excited. Daphne was just sitting in her seat saying "Mommy" over and over again as tears welled in her eyes. I finally said, "Come here" and she ran over and hugged me. Matt came around and kissed me and I gave the kids the presents I got for them. They were so excited! As I got them buckled up and shut the door, I turned around and a man nearby said, "Well that was almost sweet enough to have another one! That was great to see."
I don't know if I will ever go out of town without my children again, but I will never forget seeing their faces (and my husband's) when I came home. I don't think I could possibly love them any more than I already do, but perhaps, absence really can make the heart grow fonder.