(On the other hand, I'd make a lousy SAHM, and so I know this is just one of those "grass is greener" situations)
Every morning when I pick up my purse and my keys, Julian turns to me and says "Bye bye!" and waves his little hand. Then whether I ask for it (usually) or not (sometimes), he opens his arms wide and runs over to me for a hug and then gives me a big slobbery kiss. Then he squirms out of my arms giggling and moves on with the rest of his day.
It's very sad to leave that beautiful face! It would be much easier if he were having temper tantrums every morning! NO! THAT IS NOT WISHFUL THINKING! I AM NOT ASKING TO BE TESTED, SO YOU STOP LISTENING YOU POWERS THAT BE, YOU!!
We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming. :-D