Brent and Clare left today around noon. Clare was very sweet saying goodbye, but she didn't seem overly upset about going--she's too excited about the wonderfulness of Grandmom and Grandad's house in Texas.
Brent called from the plane after it landed, and Clare took the phone and said, "I love-love-LOVE you Mommy all the time!" This is something I say to her a lot: that I love her all the time, all day long, all night long, when I can see her and when I can't, when she's far away and when she's near, when she's mad or frustrated, or when I'm mad and frustrated, all the time, everywhere, no matter what.
It was nice to hear it back. Even if it has to be over the phone.