He's back!

He's back!!!! We were so excited to see our Luke Saturday afternoon when his grandparents brought him home. He was gone from me a grand total of 16 days and three hours. I missed him terribly. He was very excited to be home and gave all of us hugs and kisses. With that said, he was much like a boy and sort of shrugged a "yes" when we asked him if he missed us. I kept telling him how much I missed him and that I love him sooo much to which he responded with a bored stare. Seriously, when do they learn to be dejected teenage boys who can't say those three little words? Luke will not say, "I love you." Luckily, Evie says it all the time so I'm not completely deprived. Luke, with his boy genes, has taken to holding up his hand with the sign language for "I love you." Sweet as it is, I have to say, it just isn't the same as those precious little words being said with his own little voice. I'm sure I'll get over it.

Evie, on the other hand, is full of affection. We get kisses all the time. She'll put her little hands on both sides of our face and hold us in place as she plants a big, long kiss on our lips. Fortunately for us, she is past the wet kiss stage and these kisses are really quite sweet. Sometimes she'll just come up to us and ask, "Do you want a kiss, Mommy?" Of course we always answer yes and then she'll kiss us and ask, "Do you want a hug, too?" Well, yes of course we do. It squeezes my heart to get hugs and kisses. She's growing up too fast, and soon she'll have outgrown this wonderful phase too. But for now, I'm going to relish every moment of her sweetness. I have this terrible fear that we're going to have one of those dreaded mother-daughter relationships where she hates everything I do and say. I pray that I'll be a hip, down-to-earth mom who appreciates the social needs of a teenage girl, but I'm not sure how well I'll do that. I guess I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

By the way, he loves the mini. I'll post pictures of us cruising in the mini tomorrow.