My boy seems to be obsessing about our family members lately. We've been calling it his roll call. I guess he's just at a stage in his attachment, that he just has to check to be sure.
Check to be sure he has a family?
Check to be sure he's still one of many?
A need to secure his heart, I guess. And he does it quite frequently, several times a day, especially first thing in the morning, just as he wakes up from his nap, and as he's being tucked into bed each night.
He's starts very concerned.
Where's Papa? At his office working.
Where's Boo? At school.
Where's Patch? He's also at school.
Where's sissy? (He calls Liv sissy.) At school, Jude.
Where's Sunny? She's at school too.
Where's Tess? Eating lunch.
With all this thinking going on, there's practically smoke pouring from his ears.
Often, but not always, he includes our dogs in his roll call.
Where's Hawkeye? In the back yard.
Where's Spit? Laying by the couch.
Where's Granna? She's at her cabin.
Where's Jake? Probably in his dorm.
Where's Jude's mama? I'm right here silly!
But he has to ask it again, cause it's just too too fun...
Where's Jude's mama? I right here lovin' on my Jude!
And the crazy mama goes in for some sugar!
Jude's mama. Like it's all one word.
Good night Jude's mama, he tells me as I kiss him goodnight.
Jude's mama going in car? He asks me, making sure I'm coming along on an errand.
I give him a cup of milk, and he looks at me and says, Thank you, Jude's mama.
Jude's mama kiss please? How could I deny THAT!
My Tessy. Complete with that ee on the end and the my in the beginning.
Where's my Tessy? He asks.
Someone toss me the tissue box!
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better and my heart couldn't get even one tiny bit happier...