Just Gabe and Me

OK, so today is my 8th wedding anniversary, and I should really be upstairs spending time with the wonderful father of my two boys, but I have to take a few minutes to reflect on the day I just spent with Gabe. He is on Spring Break from preschool this week, so I am trying to do some special things with him during his vacation. Today, I dropped Sam off at Mimi's house so that Gabe and I could spend the day alone together. The plan was to check out Imagine It!, which is the children's museum in downtown Atlanta. Someone suggested that we take MARTA, our city's slightly deficient rapid transit. It sounded like a great idea since it would save me on parking costs as well as the hassle of trying to figure out where I was going in downtown traffic. Little did I know that the train ride would actually be the highlight of the day. From the moment we stepped on the train platform until we returned to the car about 5 hours later, Gabe was an absolute bundle of frenetic energy. I have never in my life seen such unadulterated glee exuding from one person for such a long period of time. It's no wonder he crashed in the car on the way home around 5:00pm and didn't even wake up for dinner. He must be utterly exhausted. I was reminded of the days in the latter part of my pregnancy with Sam when I was doing my best to savor the little time I had left alone with Gabe. I couldn't figure out how in the world I was going to love two boys as much as I loved one. I was sad to know that it would never again be just Gabe and me. Today I realized that although those moments may not come as often, they will come, and they will be every bit as special if not more so. The funny thing is that I planned this day because I thought Gabe needed it. Turns out I did too.