This morning, while preparing to go to school, my 5-year old son asked, no - pleaded - if he can stay longer at home. In fact, he was asking permission if he can skip school to take advantage of the last few hours with his cousins.
If you know Gabby, he has had bouts of separation anxiety in the past and one that can last for days. Once he woke up to a quiet house without his both sets of grandparents.
He went to check one room, sat on where his Lolo Macy will be seen reading a book, then he moved to an empty kitchen where his Lola Premie would;ve been seen preparing lunch. Both times he'd quietly walk away with head bowed down.
Just so you know, both had left for the Philippines almost 3 days prior. Yes he was doing this for 3 straight days.
I can imagine how bad these next few days will be.
Well for one, these past 20 days were spent with his first cousins. Almost like long lost brothers, he'd cling on to them, sit down on their laps and "just be with the boys".
He's been asking if they can stay "forever" with us. Explanations of them needing to go back to school or to work fell to deaf ears. I tried to explain how we counted the days from when we knew the cousins will arrive last Good Friday. We started as early as New Year and time just flew by.
The same way when we will see them next year. Time will fly by too... (I quietly assured myself)
All these explanations to deaf ears of someone who's bad at "goodbyes".
Well, surely he is not the only one...