I miss this little guy. Sure, he was a lot of work...but he definitely made those long winter days more enjoyable. We took lots of walks up to the Amish neighbor's house to visit the chickens. On really cold days we would stay in our pajamas and sit by the fireplace and read books for what seemed like hours. We played toys and cars and did puzzles. We had lunch together everyday. We waited by the big window in the playroom to wave to Daddy when he got home from work. I don't ever remember "looking forward" to the day he started school. Why did those first five years go so fast?