I miss you, when you go to Montessori.
I look at pictures of you on my phone while you are asleep next to me.
I cannot wait for you to talk.
I am amused by the exchange we had yesterday or the day before, when I said "Can you say 'up'?" And you smiled at me and shook your head. (Even though I know you can, because you said it a few months ago.)
Even now, I could be writing, and getting lots done, but instead, I'm on here, thinking about you.
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