e

This is my Sam.

I am his e.

He can't quite say my name. So he calls me e. I don't mind, I kind of like it. This kid is pretty neat. It doesn't matter if I haven't seen him for 2 months or if its only been 2 days, his response is always the same. It's nothing but love. As he runs up, I scoop him into my arms and he plants 2 year old kisses all over my face. He's moving to Key West pretty soon and I won't see him again till fall. But even then, He'll still be my Sam and I'll still be his e.