The Short One designed this little arrangement for me yesterday.And he had a rip-roarin' TOUGH time going back to school this morning after spring break ... and Canada ... and "steel boots," and all that Dr. Pepper. And fruit snacks.
There were tears and there was hugging, tugging and pleading.
We had spent a lot of time side by side during the past week. There was airplane time. There was treacherous mountain drive time. There was closeness in the hotel time. There was "slight fever and I don't feel so good, come watch Spongebob w/ me" time. There was significant "mommy need" last week ... and this morning.
This entry that I found last week from a link of a link of a link is precious and sweet. Little 4.5 writing to Mommy and Mommy writing back ... or trying to.
Sometimes there are just no words for the sweetness.
Thank you for the flowers, Short (Sweet) One.
