Little D has been a happy chappy since Daddy came home a week ago.
Now, I see for myself how important his Daddy is to him, though he expressedly doesn't show it much when the father is around.
He sleeps more soundly at night now, and though he still wakes up at 5am calling "mommy, mommy" the night terrors are gone, thank God!
And even though the father claims to be squirmish about father-son intimacy ("Boys don't kiss their daddies!" so he says), his big broad smile betrays the pleasure he gets when little tyke kisses him in the face at bedtime.
Waiting for Daddy at the airport arrival hall