Missing Daddy

Bryan left at 4:30. Evie cried as he walked out the door, and continued to do so for quite a while. She's been in a foul mood ever since, and refused her afternoon nap, although I tried my darndest to get her to take it. At 7:15, I decided she would just go to bed early. Well, it's now 8:07pm and she's been crying for about 5 minutes. I'm sitting in the living room listening to the baby monitor, hoping she is going to go back to sleep, but all evidence points to the contrary. I think it is going to be a rough night. We are both missing her daddy.