Another Eric visit has come and gone. I always worry that our time apart is deteriorating our connection, but I was happy to be proven wrong. It's like the bib I give out to my new parents which states "what you teach me from zero to three will matter the most to me." I really connected very well when he was young and it still shows now. I was very happy that all my birthday presents went over well. I did a lot of research on a DS game and Big Bang Mini was suppose to be a hit and it didn't let me down. Eric was hooked.
I made my standard pasta for us, taught him how to cook it, and how to not have the pasta stick together. On his side he taught me how to tango. In his gym class he learned tango, rumba, fox trot, and meringue. All we every learned in gym class was how to square dance which has so much application in real life.
I'm happy to say while we were both sad Sunday, Eric didn't fall apart like he use to and we were able to have a fun day. I didn't put his mom down, but I made sure that he knew when she could drive him to the airport then we could have longer visits again. I've spent too many years taking the blame for everything.