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7:51 AM
One day he will be all grown up.
I bet one day I'll miss him and wish he'd call home.
When that day comes I'm going to remember last night. He was coughing so hard that he could only sleep tucked under my arm, holding my hand, with his head against mine.
In the middle of the night there were moments it felt like torture, I just wanted to sleep. But this morning it has turned into a beautiful memory of my Evan.
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Amen, amen, amen. And you will still be able to smell his little head, tucked under your own. And your heart will hurt a bit!
Are you going to the doctor? He may need something to thin his mucus?
Love MA B
middle aged blogger said...
9:08 AM
He had this same thing earlier in the month. He and Trey keep passing it back and forth. So, I have some of the prescription left from last time. Hopefully we can get rid of this soon, or I'm going to take him back.
Can't wait to see you guys!
Stetlers said...
9:58 AM
In the sunlight or the rain
Brightest nights or darkest days
I'll always feel the same way
Whatever road you may be on
Know you're never too far gone
My love is there wherever you may be
Just remember that yo'll always be my baby
Debby said...
7:40 PM
I look forward to those nights.
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