Missing my boy

I know this sounds pathetic, but I sent James and Amy away to see Grandma and Grandpa Glauser on Tuesday, and I haven't seen him since, and I really miss the boy. To make matters worse, I've just been informed that James' walking ability has improved from 3 consecutive steps to 24 on Grandma Glauser's watch. Why James refused to walk for 15 months of my careful fatherly tutelage, but immediately went to work walking this week while I was away, is beyond me. (nice alliteration, eh? Maybe I could make it as a GA after all, despite my coke habit).

I'm posting one of my favorite pictures of James in honor of his anticipated return, with improved walking skills, tomorrow.