And knowing I'm going to leave in less than two months (in fact, tonight I'm going to help look for someone to replace me), I find myself relishing the little moments with more intensity. Watching him squeal with glee at the sensory beauty of the water park, or asking me to chase him around the room and tickle him, or his surprise attack raspberries, or story time (scripting) in the car.
I'm going to miss this, you guys. When I leave, I'm going to leave a piece of my heart behind* - not only with him, but with his entire family and with all the other amazing children I've cared for here. And it's going to hurt. But in the meanwhile, I'm going to keep relishing what time I have left.
*Yes, Mom, you can say "I told you so!"