I just put a boy to bed tonight. Then I went to tuck another one in, when I heard boy #1 crying. He misses Arizona. He had such a good time with his cousins and hanging out with the older fellas.
He has a bit of the meloncholy in him. I think he got it from me, a touch of the Irish. That is what I always considered it whenever I have a moment of this sadness. It is just so touching to see this sensitivity in my boy. That I am able to comfort him makes me so happy to be his momma.