12 weeks

12 weeks without you seems like a lifetime.   I miss you so much.    I miss you yelling cannonball and running through the house.   I miss you complaining about having to take your pull up off "Every.single.morning"     I miss you outside while we cut grass and trim bushes.    Thomas got new cross country shoes last night and you should have been getting your first pair.    I started cooking again this week.    I miss cooking for 5, I miss you at the table.    I miss you telling me how bad my cooking is and how you would eat if I made steak or tacos every night.    I just miss you.