When Daddy leaves for work I always see him off. Even if he says goodbye and gives me a hug in the living room, I follow him to the entranceway and say goodbye there as well. I give him a hug, high five, fist bump, and wave as he leaves. I’ve been pretty good about not crying anymore when he leaves. I know he’ll be home by dinner time and that I have to go to school, so I’ve accepted the morning goodbye routine.