Justin stalled before going to bed again tonight. Nothing new there.

He was eating yogurt, and I was trying to bore him by playing Tetris. (Who wants to watch someone else play Tetris?) It worked.

I heard a heartfelt sigh from the sofa.

“Mom. I wish Stephen was here.”

“Me too.”

“Why do you wish he was here?”

“Because I miss him.”

Another deep sigh.

“Me too.”

Teary,
michelle