At ten past six this morning (grrr daylight savings!) this little guy asked me "is it a work day for daddy today?"
"Yes it is" I answered.
"but I wanted to go fishing with daddy today" he blinked back the tears.
I cuddled him and whispered to him that Poppa is taking him to a movie today and that cheered him up just a little bit. I know he'd rather go fishing though. B took both boys out fishing on Friday after their friend's birthday party, just Mr4 on Saturday, and went grown up fishing yesterday with his mates. They both love it, what more can I say?