My second little man left this morning. I feel heart-broken. I know that sounds dramatic, but I feel that way. Miss him SO much already. I start to cry every time I find a lizard, turtle, dinosaur, or one of his many other beloved critters around the house. The dimetrodon on my bed was the worst. Only two weeks, only two weeks....
His tears just after my millionth hug and kiss at the airport did not help either. He seemed to actually start to get sad as he was hugging Elena before getting out of the van. Then, he rebounded. Then, he started crying. Oh.My.Heart.
Thankfully, he seems to be doing better than me at this point. :)
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