My parents rotate taking my kids which is so great for so many reasons I don't think I could even begin to list them all. We've had a summer full of bickering so it was a nice break this past week with my daughter at camp and my Big Guy at the grandparents. That left just me and The Middle Child during the day.
The Middle Child reveled in being an only child for a few days. He swore he didn't miss the Big Guy one bit. However, I noticed that one evening I was on the phone with the Big Guy and The Middle Child wanted to get on the phone with him and talk. He wanted to tell his brother about what he was up to during the day. When the Big Guy returned? The Middle Child was stuck to his side like glue.
Perhaps absence really does make the heart grow fonder.