5/365: Dichotomy

Here is today. "I" is either bright and bursting with energy, bouncing off the walls and uncontrollable...

...or lapsed into a state of sadness over the tiniest insult, such as the denial of continually holding the tube of "Thomas" toothpaste.

He definitely understands that something is different. Hopefully in a few days he'll be adjusted to the new state of his universe and accept that Dada will be home eventually, and in the mean time life will continue on. My fingers and toes are crossed. Mama wants to take some pictures of happy times on sunny days!