Missing Daddy

Today is Day 9 of Daddy's big trip to Honduras. Mom has kept me distracted with all kinds of fun things most of the time but I remind her.. " I miss Daddy, wanna see Daddy, I am sad". She just keeps telling me how happy I will be when he gets home and about the turtle he is bringing me. Every night Mom tells me Dad's special story about the magic motorcycle. Each time she asks me where I want to go and every night I say "To Honduwas". As my buddy Mhari would say... 2 more sleeps and Daddy will be home (uh, counting naps that would be 3 sleeps but that makes it seem WAY too long).