I will resist the urge to tell you all how much I love him and how much my heart aches as he grows wondering when he’ll stop holding my hand, singing me songs, telling me stories, and asking me “what if”….and knowing that the time is coming sooner than I’d like.
I won’t tell you how I sneak into his room every night after he falls asleep to steal just one more kiss and whisper in his ear how much I love him.
And I’ll spare you the details of my soaring heart when I see him snap his fingers as he grasps a new idea or watch him tackle something hard and come out victorious.
But I will say this: I am ready for summer. I am ready to have my boy back home all day. I am ready for inventions and experiments and building and bugs. I am ready for some serious play time with my son.
Thank goodness for summer. I’m more than ready. I don’t think I could have waited even one more day.