My tiny tornado

So there is nothing more exciting than a 45 minutes phone call from my tiny tornado telling me about the trip they took to the toy museum today. I got a detailed account of the whole trip that includes sounds effects and everything. Then a detailed recap of lunch, the drive home, dinner and the Royals game. Then he told a bed time story. Told me who much he missed me, Sissy and Papa. He then sang me a song he heard on the radio and said he can't wait to come home tomorrow morning to tell me all about his trip to the museum again so I can see his face and his eyes and know how excited he was. This child of mine. I can't wait either!

Oh my tiny tornado.