Long Goodbyes
So my kids have this thing where they have to give me a hug and kiss me on the cheek before I leave for work in the morning. It’s cute. And even when I’m late, I take the 30 seconds for them to put down their breakfast or playstation controller and come stand on the couch to get their hug. The way I see it, they won’t want to get a hug and a kiss when they are 15 or 16 so I better enjoy it while it lasts right? Well this week they have started running out onto the balcony as well to wave goodbye and blow a kiss. I have to open the sunroof and catch their kisses or they will have a heart attack. I was thinking to myself this morning “OK, isn’t this getting a little out of hand? They have both got their hug and kiss, what else do they really need?” So I thought I would just test it. I backed the car up to where I could comfortably sit and wave. And wave and wave. Because when someone waves at you, you have to wave back right? So there I sat, waving. I started to think that I would have to give in after about an extra 15 seconds of waving when Cari stops waving and yells out in a quite irritated voice “Alright, that’s enough! Go to work!” There wasn’t even an unhappy transition from happily waving to annoyed. Just bam! That’s all! You’re done!
