Well, Sarah is off to Provence now. We took her to the airport yesterday and Jamie, who has been prepped for this for some time sort of lost it. Things lined up badly. He had woken up fairly early that morning and had not napped, as is his wont now. He was getting cranky to begin with and got into one of those moods where he is determined to be displeased. First, we suggested he wear his Spiderman sandals. Normally this is a slam dunk, but feeling contrary, Jamie decided he wanted his sneakers and had a tantrum. This turned into an extended fit over a variety of insignificant things. About 10 minutes before we got the airport he fell deeply asleep, of course, so much so in fact that he was snoring. This meant we had to wake him up to take him inside, which was not good.
So when it came time to say goodbye to Mommy, he was in a pretty fragile state and just started bawling. Connor was more or less non-plussed. I think Sarah's fellow passengers may have been a little impressed actually, at the intensity of the farewell, as we walked off with Jamie saying "MAMAAAAA!!!" between sobs.
Things actually settled down pretty quickly after that, though. The mood changed considerably when we had to pull of the airport road so Jamie could pee. A good outdoor pee always cheers him up.
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Oh my! What a farewell!!!
(oh, and Liam freezes up at the thought of peeing outside--consider yourself lucky!)
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