My Son

Apparently my son has been bugging Em for two days to call me on the phone. Anyone’s guess is as good as mine for why he HAS to call me, but it made me feel good anyway.

Em is working ten hour days and it SUCKS. I have a hard time falling asleep when she’s not there. Yeah, it’s cheesy, but true. Hopefully her work will get some more people or at least slow down enough before she dies of exhaustion. I love you dear.

This afternoon I’m getting a haircut and taking the kids to the park afterward. Erich is surprisingly good at dribbling a basketball (NBA anyone?). Amaya just likes kicking the soccer ball.

Children are so easily entertained.