He's 4, I haven't seen him since I moved back into my room after Christmas, and he called me.
It was the most adorable thing, and it was perfect timing.
Everywhere I look I see little kids.
(Well, mostly just on TV...there aren't really any babies on campus)
But it made me miss him.
He's my baby, and not seeing him makes me miss him like crazy.
And the fact that a 4 year old wanted to call me just because he missed me, me, while surrounded by his other siblings, (and there's a lot of them) made my day.
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