Grateful for...L

Every week, The Lime and I try to make a visit to LaVor's work, at least once, for a lunch date.  We would do it in Livermore, too, but they seem more special now.

Every morning, when The Lime wakes up, he asks if Daddy is home.  He also asks when Daddy can stay home with us (the weekends don't last long enough).  Our lunch dates are a brief opportunity for The Lime (and me) to get our Daddy fix in the middle of the day.  It's also nice that once we get home, The Lime takes his nap, and then it's just an hour or two until Daddy gets home.  I think LaVor also likes it because it gives him an excuse to get out for half an hour.  The Lime also likes to visit with his "co-worker friends".  He's adopted all of LaVor's co-workers as his own, and they're also his best friends.

I'm grateful LaVor works close enough that we can have our little lunch dates and that his co-workers don't mind we sometimes crash the office.  As long as we don't bring fish, they said we're always welcome.  That means we'll be having lunch dates indefinitely.