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I love this man. I'm pretty sure I've sufficiently stuffed that point into the eyeballs of my readers for the last few months but today I just have to expose one of the many reasons why.

The Knight left last Sunday for a work thing. He had meetings on the west coast on Monday and Tuesday with a possibility for another on Wednesday. My dearest Knight was to then leave the west coast for MiddleAmerica to visit his mom and sisters because they missed him dearly over the holiday.

He's the baby of the family. They aren't used to him defecting this way. Since they didn't pitch any fits when he stayed with me, I didn't pitch one when he said he was headed there before returning here.

Fair is fair, ya know?

I was mostly asleep when he called last night. I wasn't sure whether I was awake or dreaming but either way I was happy to hear his voice.

I heard familiar noises in the background. Airport noises. I really thought I was dreaming so I asked where he was.

We've had this conversation before. He called one night from an airport on his way here. A month early. Moving 3000 miles. For me. I kind of thought that's what the dream was doing, replaying all of that because let's face it, he'd only been gone 3 days but I missed the shit out of that man.

He told me he was on his way home. I assumed home was MiddleAmerica and questioned his overnight flight.

"No. Not to my mom's, home." He repeated.

I mumbled, I'm sure, something not being on the way to the midwest and why was he coming here before going there.

Then he told me "I didn't want to miss Princess's first game."

I'm pretty sure that's when I really woke up and made him repeat himself.

My daughter, who has been practicing her cheerleader heart out for weeks, with the Knight often being her chauffeur to/from practice, found out her first game would be on Thursday, on Monday. She had talked to the Knight Tuesday and told him all about it.

So here he was, headed home to make an 11 year old girl's day. My 11 year old girl.

When I got home from work today he had picked up the Prince early from After School, thus surprising him as well. I gave him a kiss hello, incredibly happy to see him, and together with That Guy I Married, we went to the Princess's game.

She was thrilled.

I was really nervous (not all that long ago) about how adding another adult to the lives of my children would work out. So far? It's been great.