This morning, we had a lovely french toast breakfast {Elliot randomly yells out 'thank you for making yummy food'..ps: that has to be noted because the kid is so stingy with his sweet comments and affection...cute little punk}.
We walk to the bus, all holding hands...yup, total norman rockwell minus all the earth shaking semi's whipping by.....
Bus approaches......Elliot runs to get in line....Isaac runs to kiss me good bye.
Elliot doesn't even look back except when i holler and wave at him, he gives a grunt and a little hand flap before happily skipping up the steps....away from me....sigh......At least Isaac still loves to kiss me goodbye.
