Who do I miss?

These little boys.

I miss when they wipe my kisses off their face.

I miss when they act crazy and we call each other Doofenschmirtz. 

I miss when Leo comes in my room and says, "Um can we just like hang out or something?"

I miss when they get all excited to talk to me about Harry Potter. 

I miss when Gus tries to trick me into taking him to McDonalds. 

I miss when they say things that make me realize they are growing up and they are not little boys anymore. Seven years old is too old. Please stop growing up while I am gone twinner boys.  And please always remember I always always miss you.