Yikes, it's almost March and I have not written anything in February. Actually, I can't seem to keep up. At first I wrote in this journal like it was a note to my husband. I guess I could write whatever I want but what is the point of me directing it to him when I could send an email. Well, does not matter, no one reads this but him anyway.

Harry is inching towards 4 years old. Holy Crap! I cannot believe it. I mean it has been a long 4 years of limited sleep and hardly anytime time to myself but this kid is great. He is so interesting and interested. He loves to learn, especially about space, the planets and flying. I enjoy watching him soak things into his little noodle and process them. I cannot imagine what my life was like before him. That seems so cliche and weird but we spend so much time together. We are only apart when he goes to preschool and that is only 9 hours a week.

Harry misses his Dad like everyone misses their best friend. At least Dad is great about sending toys and postcards in the mail. Harry loves to talk to him when he calls but he hogs the phone. "mommy I am not done talking to daddy"...yeah, 20 minutes later. And apparently I am not invited on their camping trip planned in Japan. That's right just 51 more days until we go to Oki again. Harry and I are soooo excited. We had such a blast last time.

I hope someday we get to live overseas. I'll put that on my wish list at Xmas.