Missing Miles

I miss Miles. Even though I'm only working part time, I still miss him. It takes some getting used to, this getting back to work thing. Today I went back to the house to see him on a break and I swear, he looked bigger to me. And his cousin has yet another tooth! Am I going to start missing little and/or big details in his life now? I'm not sure how I feel about that. Luckily I do have the option of seeing him when I want to, so it's not like a tragic situation. But I wonder sometimes what I'm missing. And I miss spending time with him. Funny, because on the one hand I'm loving the fact that I have time to myself to pursue a job and a life outside of being a mommy - but I'm also feeling like I want to spend more time with him. And actually, this is probably one of the positive effects of having a job - it reminds me that just hanging out with my kids is a great thing. Not that I didn't think that before, but now I appreciate it more - and that's always a good thing. I really think the more kids are appreciated, the happier they are as people. And that doesn't mean kissing their little butts, it just means genuinely wanting to spend time with them and being present when you do.
I'll drink to that . . .a green beer, to be specific . ..one of the perks of that job is happy hour with the gang . . .teee heee....