Today brings to a close my second week back at work. In some ways, I feel like I wasn't really gone that long but there have been changes at the old workplace, enough that it's noticeable. Still waiting on uniforms and a work van, but it's nice to be out fixing things again. So far as I know, the triplets haven't freaked out that I'm not at home, but they do have Grandma and Grandpa to keep them entertained. Sydney says "Grandma" and "Grandpa" very clearly and points to them, even when they're upstairs in their bedroom. Very sharp, that girl. She also has started trying to sing along with some songs, like Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and Old MacDonald. Emily gets in on it sometimes, too. They got a set of three sparkly books from their Aunt Nancy and Uncle Danny in Ohio, The Wheels on the Bus, Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush and Old MacDonald Had A Farm. It took a few time hearing Emily or Sydney say (what sounded like) "Yai-yo" before I realized they were saying "E-I-E-I-O" very fast. Noah's speech therapy is starting to kick in, he's trying more words and he wants to be read to as much as the girls now.
I definitely get a kick out of coming home from work and hearing them say "Daddy!" or even "Hi, Daddy!"
As far as the actual work goes, it was like riding a bicycle. On my third day back I was taking calls on my own and fixing fire panels. That's what Simplex was hoping for when they brought me back, and I'm glad I wasn't too rusty.