Dear John Wayne,
I thought I was so brave.
I let you go down to Phoenix, while your daddy and I stayed back in Wyoming and eventually went up to North Dakota.
I thought I was going to enjoy having some alone time with your dad.
And I did.
For about 2 days.
After that, everyday has felt like an eternity. I about can't take it!
There are a few things I want you to know.
I miss you chubby little cheeks I kiss and munch on so much. You're such a sport, because I maul you whenever I want. I miss your wet, sometimes boogery kisses. They make my world go round. I miss you constantly bringing your favorite books to me in the hopes I might have be in a giving mood. I miss your anxious little body snuggling up to mine; getting ready for me to begin reading. I miss you chiming in when you see a picture of something you know. I miss you trying to get me to read the same book over and over. I miss the way you laugh and smile. I miss your little personality. You charm the pants off everyone you meet. I miss your easy-going attitude. I miss how well you get along with other little boys and girls. I miss giving you super tight squeezes. I miss your little fingers and toes, and I certainly miss snuggling you when you want your mommy.
I'm happy you're having fun in Phoenix.
I'm happy you're not giving grandma and grandpa too much grief.
I'm happy you've acclimated to your surroundings so well.
I'm happy you're learning more words.
I'm happy you don't miss us (too much).
However, am I happy I'm not with you?
We love you, and can't wait to see you come running (and you better come running) up to us. Your happy little self, wanting to be held and loved. Both your daddy and I dream about it.
Just in case you didn't know, we have boring, crappy lives without you.
Love, Mom and Dad