I am grateful for Farley. This morning he seemed forlorn. “Can we switch everything back to normal?”, he asked. “What do you mean?”, I inquired. “switch it all back so that we lived in our old building and I was a baby and Cooper was a baby. All back to normal.”, he said.
It wasn’t all easy back when we lived in our 2 bedroom condo and he was a baby and his brother was a baby, but I sure would like to hold that tiny infant Farley in my hands again, no doubt about it. He just keeps getting bigger. I am grateful that he’s still my little kid, even though he is less and less little every day. Sigh.
I am grateful for a really long time in the studio today. Julie defended the home front, and I was in there for 6.5 hours; perhaps an all time high!