My sister called the other night while I was in the bathtub and said, "You're not going to believe what your son posted on Facebook today." (I'm not on Facebook so I didn't see it. That one girl that has been pretending to be me is still on there though - and from what I've heard, she does a nice job of updating the pictures of me and my family on a regular basis. So kind of her.)
And anyone with a Facebook-aged kid either knows first-hand or can imagine the Facebook-sized pit that develops in your stomach when you hear that comment.
So I said, "What?"
And then she told me...
And then I sat in the bathtub and cried, because I miss him insanely too.
Love you (to the moon and back) Roscoe-T.