My weekend with my not-so-mini me

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I had an awesome weekend with my son. I am tired today but it was so worth it. I am so glad I got a chance to spend time with him in my world.

The weekend started when I got the text that his aunt and him were getting on the road. It pretty much took everyone two hours to get to the spot. 


JJ has grown so much. He is only a couple of inches from being my height (which is 5”2).
I was worried that I wouldn’t have much to say or would be boring. I was worried over nothing. We talked about music, comic books and global warming. Yes, global warming.


By the time I got home, I was wore out. JJ had a second wind. He loved the apartment especially the stairs.
He went up and down them. He build contracptions to go down them. He watched tv from the stairs. He loved the stairs.
For a few days, I felt like a mom with the Disney channel on and toys all over the floor.
We ate breakfast for dinner and lunch for breakfast.


There were many visits to various places in Mount Olive that he didn’t remember. He thought it was cool that I lived in the same place where the first few years of his life happened.
And then, I had to take him back. Of course, JJ had a plan.
JJ—What happens if you forget to take me back? No one will notice.
ME—Your father will notice. There will be Amber Alerts and police breaking down the door.
So I took him back Sunday afternoon. We ate McDonalds on the drive back and sang songs. He was returned safe and sound.

And I returned home to a very quiet apartment. It is amazing the effect that one person has on a place. I miss waking up to his smile and greeting of “what adventure are we going to have today.”
So far, I accrued 26 hours of vacation time. I think I am going to use 24 hours of it in July so JJ can stay a little longer. Maybe, I can persuade his aunt to meet me halfway again so we can have more time together.

I miss him so much but I know I’ll see him soon. Plus, I have a feeling things are going to change soon. 

DAILY DOSE
1. I wrote 10 stories for this week's newspaper.
2. Orange soda can make things a little better.
3. Chocolate can make the rest better.

Comments

  1. SairsJune 16, 2014 at 4:15 PM

    Isn't it amazing how they grow. My brother is 14 years younger than me, so I watched him grow up and one day he was born and now he is 26 :-/ I'm glad you had a good time, you deserve it!
    Sarah

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