Alex called again today. He said he thought the letters were really funny and he was glad they weren't all mushy, because it would have made him miss home.
I just know... one of these days... he is going to get me back BIG TIME! I know my kid, and I won't know when, I won't know how, but he is going to pay me back good!
I can't WAIT!!!
One day, when I have another case of writer's block, I'll tell you the stories of the past couple of Christmases and what we did to our poor boys as practical jokes.
I hope Oprah or Dr. Phil are still in production when these three boys are older so they have a forum to tell the world what kind of parents they had to put up with as kids. Bill and I thought we were hilarious, and so did the boys after they figured out what we were up to.
WE thought it was hilarious, them... not so much.
I miss him! My family isn't whole right now. I can't wait until Friday.
When he calls, the very first thing he says, out loud, kinda screaming is...
IIII. LLLLOOOOVVVVEEE. YYYOOOUUU!
Then he says... Hi, Mooooomm!
Then I can breathe.
My father in law came by tonight to take Bill and the 2 other boys to dinner, and when they came back, all we could talk about was Alex.
We all seem to be in a little funk. It just isn't the same around here.
What am I gonna do when they move out.. Jeez, I am not ready.
I need to buy a street full of empty houses, so we can all stay together.
Okay, the last letter is tomorrow, Fridays letter, and then he comes home!!!
Have a great night, stay outta trouble, and sleep well.