His amazing laugh.
His little arms around my neck.
His kisses.
His middle of the night wake-up cuddles.
His excited smile when he would see me.
Him running up and down the hallway.
His excitement at the playground.
His little voice singing to me from the bob.
His little arms reaching up to me.
His excitement to open a new toy.
Little Feet Like
GoodNight Moon
The thrill of watching him rip open a present and play with a new toy.
The firsts, first smile, rolling over, sitting, crawling, first food, first tooth, first steps.
Twenty one months filled with memories.
My son, Where ever You Are My Love Will Find You
I miss you so much.
No comments:
Post a Comment