monday
I came home around noon to grab my lunch, and Enzo was pretty upset. Just tired, I think. I could tell he'd been crying. The second he saw me, his face lit up with a big smile. I picked him up and he laughed and started babbling away. I could only stay for a minute, and when I handed him back to the nanny, he started crying again. Looking at me, like 'where are you going?'
I think he had such an intense long weekend of so much attention, he was just missing us all. We were all home when he went to sleep, and when he woke up, the whole family was gone. Broke my heart.
I took Enzo and the pups for a walk after work. He had a good dinner, and we sat and read some of his new books before bath and then bed.
