We lay together at night in your bed, right after I’ve read your story and turned out the light, and you talk to me about things. You still don’t quite get my questions…

How can you be nearly three? It slays me. You recently learned to open the fridge, and to climb out of your bed without permission. You are still pretty fabulous about staying in…

Today we played a game. You blew a raspberry at me. I blew one back at you. You studied my mouth pretty closely, and then blew another raspberry. We did it back and…

I have just a few moments before I have to go relieve the babysitter, but I wanted it noted that today I noticed that I’ve been consistently happier this term than I have…