Happy

I walked in the door after work today and heard my poor guy screaming in his bedroom. What is his deal with afternoon naps? Poor Andrea looked distraught and when I went to get him, he was sitting up in bed, looking towards the door with tears rolling down his face. So I picked him up, brought him downstairs and when he saw Andrea he started crying and grabbed my shirt. Glad to know he also misses maternity leave. I'm sure it takes a while to transition, plus he's always hated going down for afternoon naps anyways. But once we were reunited he was happy. 

He's a photo of what he did while his parents were at work: