This time of year is so exhausting. Been in a bit of a "funk" for the last month, but I'm going to declare it gone. Just gonna. I got home before 5 today, which is such a treat. Decided 4 "short" days was a better bet this week, even though it removes my day off with you tomorrow. I've been doing that more than 3 years? It's hard to believe. I look at you, usually when your Dad picks you up, and wonder how this happened. You're SO tall. Oh my, we're probably closer to school age than we are to your birth date.
Don't want to think about it.
We're in the midst of a hacking cough (Roman). It's so sad, although it doesn't seem to bother you as much as it does your Mom or Dad. Get well, rambunctious ever active child.
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