Kolson had always been attached to you, even since birth. Even when in his mother's arms as a baby, he tried to get to you, staring up at you with those big eyes. He had crawled to you first, spoken to you first, and had sided with you when you had divorced with his mother. He never wanted to leave your side, even when he was going into his first day of second grade. He always loved being up on your shoulders or attaching himself to your body.