It's that time again. Summer passed too quickly. Pre-school again. I want him right here. In my arms.
I live for him running up to me with that look. Only I know it. Heck, at BYU they make note of every time he makes eye contact with them. I'm the lucky one. Then I'll squeeze him and say I LOOOOve and hesitate......sometimes I'll score a "You " under his breath. He use to play this endearing game with me every night when I would lay him down for sleep. I would whisper I LOVE....and he would say U back. But it disappeared like so many other things have. So when he remembers I always have to stop myself from crying like a baby.
His pre-school open house is tomorrow morning. They have a new trailer this year and Linda wanted him to come and get a feel for his new environment.(Sounds like a tiger or something.) I'm secretly curious to see if he remembers any of them. On a side note...Linda wrote to me and told me Aersta is doing her school rotation at Northridge.Lucky us! Well, Ammon anyway.