Cecilia was sleep in her crib.
Ben and I were watching Madagascar, as part of his bedtime routine. I picked up the phone and called Steve.
After a bit of chit-chat I handed the phone over to Ben. Without any prompting he said "come home daddy, come home". He did it again. I didn't believe my ears at first, but sure enough he said it a couple more times.
Talk about ripping your heart out of your chest and stomping on it. And, I can't imagine how Steve must have felt hearing it.
And the best is yet to come...right now Ben lapse of time isn't totally developed, so if he cries out for Steve I can pretty easily distract him. But once he starts to get it, I think it is going to be rough.