I have to admit, I miss my guys. I’m still in Florida and will return home early tomorrow morning, where I should immediately get two hugs. One from Damon and one from Fuller.

Homesickness is a bit strange. For one thing, I feel guilty for not enjoying the moment I am in. Currently I am sitting in my aunt’s house, using St. Cloud’s free wi-fi, and chatting with my cousin (we just looked through wedding pictures from Aunt Lois and Uncle Tim’s wedding where I was a star as the flower girl). But I have this tug, a real physical tug, on my heart longing for Fuller in my lap and Damon by my side.

Saturday I was able to visit The Magic Kingdom and I was a bit teary eyed when we had lunch at The Crystal Palace. Tigger, Pooh, Eyore, and Piglet were there and I knew Fuller would have had a ball meeting them all. I wanted to share that experience with him. I know, I will someday, but during the lunch I was homesick.

I talked to them everyday, getting a few interesting conversation gems from Fuller. I asked him what he was having for dinner and his response sounded like “ice cream.” I said, “Are you having ice cream?” And clear as a bell he replied, “NO! I have oatmeal!”

From the pictures posted, it seems Fuller was turned into a robot for a bit. I look forward to holding the little boy and hugging my man tomorrow.

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