Missing Them...

I miss my babies today.

I miss Brennan’s obsession with his booboos and band-aids. He wore two band aids to school today. Thankfully, I am stocked with band-aids in a variety of flavors – including Cars, Batman, Dora and fun neon designs. This morning, Brennan traded in a green neon band-aid for two Cars band-aids.

I miss Griffin and his constant blowing of raspberries. After he blows a raspberry, he gets so excited that he squeals in delight.

I miss Aidan and his non-stop chattering about all things Star Wars. I blame his father for the Star Wars obsession. Ever since he rented Aidan the Star Wars Lego Game for our XBox, it has been non-stop Star Wars. Aidan even has the old school Star Wars figures to play with, thanks to my mother in law, who saved all of Chris’s old figurines. We have Storm Troopers and R2D2. We have Luke and C3PO. Thankfully, I can assist Aidan with the correct name for each figurine, thanks to a childhood as the neighborhood Princess Leia. (My mom even figured out how to turn my hair into the infamous Leia “do.”)

I miss Brennan’s hugs. He squeezes you as hard as he can while he grunts and groans from the exertion of it all. I also miss how he calls me “my momma.” And I always respond with, “my Brennan.”

I miss how Aidan will stop whatever he is doing and walk over to me to ask for a big hug. A big hug requires that I pick him up and hold him tight. It almost helps me forget he is growing into a boy, rather than my baby.

I miss how Griffin will turn his face into my neck to snuggle into me.

I miss their faces and their smiles. I just miss them.