Yesterday, I had the great pleasure (and sad task) of driving to Baltimore to take Soccergirl to my dad's house for the week.
I call it a great pleasure because A) She is going to have a great time with her older sister, who also got to my dad's house yesterday. B) Mrs Gunfighter and I get to spend a week without running to and from Soccergirl's activities, and C) Mrs Gunfighter and I get to spend a little alone time together.
It was also somewhat sad, because to tell you the truth, it is very strange not having Soccergirl around. It isn't as if she is underfoot all of the time... she is quite capable of amusing herself when she likes... but I miss her.
After dinner, last night, Mrs GF and I sat there and listened to the quiet... I miss my girl. I'm glad she is having fun... but I miss her.
You see, I like that kid. A lot.
Of course I love her... but I really like her. She is smart. She is funny. She is caring. She is intuitive. She is athletic. She is empathetic. She really is a good kid.
We are going on 24 hours now....
It is going to be a long week.