Henry has been away from us more this summer than any summer in the past.  He spent a week in Vancouver with Ben’s side of the family and is now getting ready to leave again with my mom and Dave to head to the beach.  I cherish the time alone, the quiet, the stillness.  Breaks are okay, especially during stressful times, but it’s really hard to say goodbye.

To this boy, the one who owned my heart the second I laid eyes on his 5lb 11oz little body a whopping six years ago, I say:

Enjoy the beach, the kites, the love of your grandparents who adore you so.  Come back to me with salt in your hair, sand in  your shoes, a twinkle in your eye and endless stories to tell.  I will be ready for you with renewed energy and patience and I will be more than ready to hop into your teeny little bed to ready Harry Potter.

I love you so, my boy.  I’ve made a lot of art in my life and I can truly say that you are my favorite.