In other news, I've been struggling a little bit with this odd thing called separation anxiety. I'm not quite sure what to make of it. I mean, I'm a big boy. I know I can handle things on my own; I know I can DO things on my own. But when the idea or reality of my Mommy leaving (even just the room) without me, puts me in a state of panic and distress. Church has been the hardest for me lately. My friends there keep trying to tell me that the Mommies and Daddies eventually come back. But I'm not so sure I believe them. I know my parents love me lots and that they'd never leave me, but darn it, I just like being with them better than being left to fend for myself. What can I say? I love my parents!
On a happier note, I am coming to love art. My Aunt Rae Rae and Uncle Paul got me an awesome easel for Christmas and you bet your Huggies, I've been coloring and drawing up a storm.I like it when my Mommy and Daddy color with me. Mommy is perfecting her Elmo and Abby drawings, and Daddy can draw pretty cool dinosaurs! Right now I'm a big fan of squiggles and lines, with the occasional sticker thrown in. Daddy also likes to watch me draw (Mommy says he's beaming at me...whatever that means). I think he's hoping I'll follow in his footsteps to take a job where they just draw pretty pictures all day long. We'll just have to wait and see.

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