The big girl's in school. It's just me and the boy.
And we are exceedingly goofy.
We're a lot alike, actually. Ridiculous, snuggly, creative. Always in want of an adventure. Exceedingly fond of an apple. We both think we're a lot faster, stronger, and more grown-up than we really are. And we both sing way, way off key.
Three cups of coffee, three hours since we woke up, three writing assignments under my belt.
Three readings of The Very Hungry Caterpillar.
Three pictures of us hanging out, just a mom and her boy.
And three hundred times that I've been asked, "You wan' see sumpin, mom?"
Yes, I do.