disruption

I don't think I realized how much Ada has started to rely on Monday's at Uncle Eric's house, until last night. Eric, Monique, and the kids are back East until early December which means we did not go up to their house for dinner last night. Elliot and I used this as a chance to catch up on our energy and work from a pretty busy week last week, and we figured Ada wouldn't really know the difference. Boy were we wrong.

When we got home Ada sort of looked around as if to say, "Wait, where are the other kids? And the cool furniture, and the dog, and... and... and... ". After she got over that shock she started loudly pouting. A very deliberate "HMPH". A long wallowing whine. And loud deliberate steps. When we started to make dinner she got extra pouty, solely because she didn't have her cousins to entertain her. The funny part is that she is no where near that dramatic on other nights when we make dinner or *gasp* try to play with her when we get home.

It is safe to say that the whole family misses Eric, Monique, Maia, and Eric - but Ada - she misses them the MOST.