My husband and I are celebrating 25 years of marriage on February 11! We are going away on a little trip, just the two of us. We leave Friday and will be gone a week. Taz is not taking it well. He is explosive to put it mildly. He is back to calling me a jerk. I told him I loved him and he said "Shut up." The alarm was pulled off his door this morning so sometime while we were in a deep sleep he got up and binged in the kitchen no doubt. What to do?
Operation Taz goes into effect today. We will be back to the 12 hugs a day. If he doesn't allow it, a pat on the arm, a high five or whatever he will allow. We will write each other notes to read each day while we are gone and then hide his. I'll read his once a day. I will give him a special sweet to put under his pillow for each day. Grandma and Grandpa are coming and they are great with the boys. I'm not worried about that at all.
It is hard to imagine after living with us for 10 of his 13 years that our little boys is this scared. He said "What if your plane is hi jacked?" I told him I had never heard of a plane being hi jacked on the way to a vacation spot. He said "There is a first time for everything." I told him it is something to pray about every day. This fear is so real. It is so deep.