I would ask, "Did you miss me?" but I know the answer. I knew the moment I saw you in the airport, searching faces, looking for your mama. It had been four days since we last saw each other and that was just too long.
I missed you, too, by the way.
But what would make me leave you (in your father's more than capable care) for four whole days? Very few things, but this little girl is on the list:

In North Carolina, I had a great time with your Aunt Rachel, Gram, Will and Jamie. We did all kinds of fun things. We went to some museums and a lake. We painted pottery and put together a giant jigsaw puzzle. We did some shopping and some science. Mostly, though, we just enjoyed the time spent together.

Your cousin Will is a great kid. I can't wait for you to get a little older and be able to play with him. He is sweet and thoughtful and dare-devilish and energetic and smart and funny all at the same time. I predict that you really look up to him as the two of you get older.
As for Jamie, I hope you don't mind. I spent most of my visit, including the stretch from midnight to four in the morning, holding her and snuggling with her, just like I used to do with you.

She smelled like a Nolen.
And I don't mean because she had a little bit of gas.
I mean because she's family.
So I know you missed me a lot while I was gone. I missed you, too. But I was glad to have gone and will probably do it again next summer. But before you know it, you'll be old enough to come with me and then you'll get to join in the fun. That is, if we don't get your Aunt Rachel and cousins to move here to Texas before then.
Fingers crossed.
Love,
Mom
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