Today Lila had her first ‘real’ friend from school over for a play date. For exactly 7 nights we have been counting the sleeps until Cole would be coming over.
He came. They played. They laughed. They consumed copious amounts of frosting and toppings while decorating sugar cookies. And, eventually it was time for Cole to go home. Lila watched his mom drive away with him, and stood at the window for a long time after they left. And then she cried. And cried. And cried. For TWO HOURS. We’re talking real, big, fat crocodile tears. (she’s actually still crying, so I have to go)