I have told you about the notes Cooper makes for me.
I love them. To Infinity and Beyond. They are the cutest, most touching gestures.
Every morning, he stands on his bed and waves goodbye to me. I love it and I hate it. Hate that I am leaving. Love that he does it. He waves until my car is no longer in his vision. And my arm sticks out of the window for as long as I can.
This morning, before I left Cooper said, “Mom, I want everyone to know I love you.” I saw him holding a piece of paper. I knew what he had in mind, but I played dumb. “What’s that Coop?”. He showed me the piece of paper. I LOVE MOM. “I’m going to hold it up so our whole street sees it.”
If it’s possible to have a heart explode from love, it did this morning.