I just got back from a 9 day trip to the UK and Scotland. I tried to Skype every day, but it was a long trip. I returned on Saturday night, and on Monday, I was getting ready to go to work. I said to Alexander, “Give me a hug and a kiss, I’m going to work.” Alexander got a stricken look on his face, he gathered up his cars and his car bucket and said, “I’m going with you” in a matter of fact manner.
I believe he thought I was going away again and he did not want me out of his sight. After telling him, many times, that I’d be home for lunch, he finally let me go.