Hitchhike

I'm writing this on the night before we leave for Salt Lake City (and scheduling it to be posted Saturday), so I'm trying to predict whether being in Utah when Lyla's in Minnesota will be a big deal.

Julie might freak out. She might try to hitchhike north.

It's definitely different for me, now in school while Lyla's at school, seeing her for a couple hours a day. I have to be honest that it's a little less stressful so far, for if Lyla refuses to go down for a nap or detonates her diaper, it's not always my job to deal with it.

And I feel like such a dick writing that. It goes without saying that I'd rather have Lyla with me than somewhere else. But this last week there were moments when I was at my desk or speaking to a room of 30 kids as they dutifully wrote down what I told them to, and it felt very right. Dick dick dick.

Maybe I'll be the one who freaks out and tries to hitchhike north.

*Update*

Here's a picture taken by Auntie Jodie: