A Little Sad

This evening, I got home before Brent and the kids did. I usually do, and Samantha usually runs to me with an excited "Mommy!" and then gives me a great big hug. It is the perfect welcome home for me.

Today was a little different, though. She was upset because she couldn't climb into her car seat in the van by "me-self." She can do it in the car, but she isn't tall enough to manage it in the van. So she came to the door a little whiny. Lucky for me, she usually wants to snuggle when she is whiny. So I got some good snuggles while she calmed down.

The she started helping me load the dishwasher...and called me Nancy. The babysitter's name. I laughed when she did it. But it did made me a little sad that she spends enough time with another person...and without me...to accidentally call me that person's name.

I am grateful that I have a job. Even though I would give it up in a heartbeat to stay home with my kids if we were in a position for that to be able to happen. Sometimes I just have to remind myself that I am grateful for my job. Today is one of those days.

And on a lighter note, after Samantha called me Nancy, I smiled and asked her "What is my name?" She answered, "Christy" It wasn't the answer I was looking for, but it was correct. But then I made sure I reminded her that she calls me "mommy", though. And I smiled.