Me and my little guy

So, since Tuck is gone, B-man and I have had a great amount of mommy and son time. It has, for the most part, been great. At a year and a half old, his personality is flourishing and he is really starting to communicate with me.

We have been playing lots, reading books, bouncing on the bed and going for walks. He is a great snuggle-bug, which I thoroughly enjoy.

This morning, at way too early of an hour, he looked at me while eating a toastem and said, "Where's daddy?" It about broke my heart. It was so sincere. I told B that we would go and see daddy tomorrow and he repeated, "daddy."

Now, if I could only get him out of the sleeping funk that he is in -- or lack there of, we would be all good to go.