Missing my son

I think I should thank my lucky stars that we have it pretty good – where Grandma takes care of Erik while we both work. (Tabitha is going back to work next week). But I can’t help but miss the little guy. This morning Erik woke up around 6ish and wanted to play with me. So he starts making these cute cooing sounds, touching my nose and face and kicking me.

Usually I am pretty pissed when I am woken up – but waking up and seeing him smile at you is priceless. I think this might be the best alarm clock for me. I am also thinking about turning in early each night and heading to work a little early. This way I can be back home early to spend some quality time with Erik.

So Erik and Mommy dropped me off to work today. And Erik and I chatted in the back seat Mommy drove me to work. Just as I was about to leave and kissed him goodbye he started whining and began to cry – it’s as if he knows that I am off to work. *Sniff … sniff*

He is also at a stage where he really lights up when he sees my face. He will start his little baby talk and his awesome smiles. He has also started showing signs of rough-housing – he seems to like it. (I wonder why? – Tabitha always tells me) Heehee my son – a chip of the old block I guess. I can’t wait each day to get back home and play with the little guy. Hopefully the weather will cooperate today and we will get to swim tonight. (the water was a little too cold for Erik – he did not think so) If not the master bathroom better be ready. (PS: We are having tiles put into the bathrooms – its fun waking up in your room staring at the *poop-pot*).