Forgive me, for I am a bit emo today.
My sister is taking my nephew 104 miles (I google-mapped that shit) away from me. That’s 90 miles farther away from me than he’s been his whole life.
16 months of having Nolan 30 minutes from me.
Now, I’ll actually have to plan to go see him.
No, “Dinner at Toojay’s tonight,” or “Meet us at the park,” or “Funny seeing you here at Target/Best Buy/Buffalo Wild Wings/the mall.” (It’s freaky how many time, out of the 20,000 people that live in the radius between us, that we just happen to be at the same place at the same time so many times.)
We’ll actually have to plan to take a day trip to see the Best Toddler Baby Jeebus and Oprah Ever Created.
Yes, he’s a better toddler than my own kids.
No, I didn’t say cuter, because as you know, I have the cutest kids on the planet.
bygones
I’ll miss my NoNo.



But I think Claire will miss him most.


























