Sunday, April 20, 2008

Home Again

Cowboy returned home yesterday evening. Today, we decided to go to the Lake, where we looked at a cabin and let Curt spend an hour doing his most favorite activity: throwing rocks!

I wish I could express adequately how Curt's boost in speech makes me feel. When I was gone, he began to say, "Love You." Of course, he said it to his babysitter and her family, but it's great nontheless. I have been training him to say this for months. My little independent thinker. He has been telling me this since I returned. Dammit, I love it.

I know it may sound silly, but to hear him count to 10 (or even 20) and say his alphabet makes me want to cry. He's not yet 4 (July 22) and he didn't really talk at all until he was 3+.

He gives the best hugs and kisses (albeit sloppy) in the world. When I am with him all day with no break, I want to escape. But, when I am away from him for one day, I want him back so badly.

Same goes for Cowboy. We called each other 15 times the last 24 hours we were away from one another. I told him maybe we should spend more time apart. To miss each like we did this time.

It's good to be home.


Coyote Bebop said...

Throwing rocks is meditative.

Ange (formerly Writer Mom) said...

Yeah, I love this picture.
Made me think of so many I've taken of Tom and Jack.

Can't help noticing the similarities. Sorry! I know he's his own person, but there are so many shared gifts, someone should be writing it all down for a REVISED form of testing.