Paris is here

Yay my little man is here to visit. Seeing him just makes my day. I forget just how happy he makes me its crazy. When he got here i was waiting for him downstairs and he saw me and ran to me. And later on in the day we went for a bit of a walk, made a card, drew some pictures and then when it was time for him to go he got in his pjs (it was about half 7) and then i read a story and he said i read the best stories :)

I had to be supervised with him ALL the time, which was really annoying, as if i would EVER hurt him. But oh well, i wont give them the satisfaction of making me angry and proving them right. Shame hes going tonight (or tomorrow.. hopefully). Ive missed him a lot..