Ethan posts

Its the beginning of March.  I decided therapy for myself and to be a little selfish, I am going to post a memory of Ethan every day.  I am also going to trace his last month the best I can.  I am doing this because strangely enough it makes me happy.  Also, I've wanted to do this for a while and its a good excuse.

So, March 1st of last year I was in Parent Teacher Conference mode. I was teaching the 8th grade and had appointments all week.  Marcus was crazy busy as he always is in the Spring, so I had the kids come to my school and play their DS and eat dinner in an adjoining classroom so I could still do conferences.  I felt bad but the kids loved it.  Last year March 1st was a Tuesday, so my kids were spoiled enough to go home with their friends instead of be at the school with me.  My friend remembers Ethan asking for me that day.  He usually was so busy playing it didn't matter, but this particular Tuesday he was wanting his mom.

A few memories:

Ethan picked his nose during the last Spring Sing we went to.  I was embarrassed at the time.  Now I love the memory :)

Ethan loved his "yummy oranges" which were really mandarin oranges.  But, a common snack after school was a can of those.

Ethan had questioned Marcus about dying before. He wanted to know what it was like to die.  My answer was: "It doesn't matter, you're not going to die."  Marcus actually tried to explain to him what we know about dying.  If I could go back, I would answer his question much differently.  I would want him to know to not be scared and that mom and dad would be fine :)

Last one for the day:  Ethan loved to snuggle up on the couch with me, especially if I was in my blue bathrobe.  One day he came into my room and specifically asked me to put on the robe to cuddle.  It seemed weird at the time, but I did it.  The strangest thing is he was a little miffed I put clothes on and then the robe.  I guess it wasn't as snuggly as when it was just pajamas underneath.  However, I enjoyed being able to just sit and watch TV with him as we snuggled.  He loved it when I would just sit with him (I had and have a hard time doing this).

He is one missed little boy.  I am going to share as many memories as possible about him.  I hope you all get to know him a bit more.