Walked into the office while Sean was playing a game on my husband’s computer. He was frantically waving his hands in front of the monitor.
“Sean, what are you doing?”
“I’m trying to get it to load.”
Roger was driving Sean home from school. Sean was in the backseat.
“Dad, we need to check the mailbox when we get home. Cause if my movie (from Netflix) is there then, BAM!! We’re watchin’ a movie, poppin’ popcorn, and drinkin’ lemonade!”
“Mommy, what are you doing?”
“Reading the paper.”
“Reading the paper is for really, really, really, old people.”
Sean’s prayer when he went to bed tonight:
“Dear God, help Mom to have a great rest of her life. Help my friends to have a great week and help anyone who is going to get sick, not to. In Jesus name, Amen”
Told Sean tonight I was really looking forward to hanging out with him tomorrow for the first day of Easter Break. I asked him what he thought we should do all day. His response “Play, play, play, eat. Play, play play, eat. Play, play, play, eat.”
Passed Sean’s school on the way home tonight. He said, “Hey look, there’s my school.” Pause. “I wonder what Miss Meads (his teacher) is doing right now?” Pause “You know Mom, I was thinking, maybe for my next birthday I can invite Miss Meads”
Sean at 5:30am: “I am so tired of sleeping and I get SO frustrated that I have to do it EVERY night.
Roger: What would you be doing if you weren’t sleeping?
Sean: I’d be up!
I was not home to tuck Sean into bed tonight. My husband said he heard Sean crying shortly after going to bed. Roger went in to check on him and asked him what was wrong. He told his Dad that he missed his Mom.
This morning when Sean got up he ran into the kitchen and hugged me and said.
“Mom, I missed you so much last night that I cried for like 12 minutes!”