Where did he go?

If theres anything I hate its marcs job. He came in tuesday night and left this morning..but it still feels like he wasnt here 24 hours. I constantly am getting asked, "how in the world do you do it??" i took the question into consideration today, and i could only think of one answer..i may not have him here, but i have a little look alike of him that makes my day more entertaining then anyone could. Im constantly running after him and constantly telling him not to get into everything hes not allowed to. But id rather be raising a child, then doing anything else. Thats the truth. I was taking payton to get his christmas pictures taken today, and I have this thing where i have to have my rear view mirror on him, i know, crazy! But i cant help myself. So i look in the rear view mirror and after having a horrible morning of bathing an getting him ready..i look back and he has my jacket over his face playing peek a boo with me, laughing harder than ive ever seen him laugh. Tell me thats not cute?? He has a way of entertaing himself, and everyone thats around him. I never thought he would have taken his pictures as good as he did today. He didnt cry once. Anyways..we got home and got into the house an payton looked at me an said "dada?" yes..it killed me. He thought he was going to be there and as much as i wanted to tell him why he wasnt, he wouldnt understand, so i try to keep him mind on other things. Its heartbreaking, but everything gets better when he sees him for the first time in forever, he goes crazy and makes this sound with his mouth an reaches for him. Its so adorable. We love daddy!!