We're climbing trees, folks! He is growing at such a rapid rate now. I want to tell the universe to put the brakes on. Matt leaves again very soon and I am sorry to report that I believe he is still in a lot of pain with his back. We have enjoyed having him here, but I wish he could have found more relief. The giant needle used to inject steroids into his back yesterday has left him very tender. Tension always amps up right before a separation. You'd think after YEARS of this that we'd be pros at taming those emotions. Anyway, back to the boy. A few hilarious comments to share. Among this week's best-
1. As we were driving to Corbin's "school" Monday morning I was listening to Frank Sinatra on satellite radio. Corbin yelled from the backseat, "is that Santa Claus on your radio?!"
2.When C invited me into the bathroom to inspect his poop yesterday, he declared while flushing- "that brown poop goes down the sewer pipe manhole, mama"
3.Tucking him into bed tonight he said, referring to himself as a robot,: " This robot sure does miss his mommy when she goes to work, but he gets happy when she comes home."

It's perfect to be in love. I don't say it enough- my two boys are pretty awesome. Matt does so many responsible, caring, loving things for me that I often overlook. I'd say finding this new rental house and doing the majority of the move details (rental truck, planting a few shrubs, dumping off trash and recycling boxes) tops his recent list. It's good to stop and be thankful. For an unknown reason (hormones?) I am grumpy today. Absolutely unacceptable. I'm blogging this to document what a stinker I can be and to remind myself that I am blessed. I have a precious preschooler and a charming man in my house.