How he occupies so much of our thought and our late night talks.
How we agonize over the way we say things to this very literal being, knowing that he will hang on to it.
How we are trying to be the very best for him because he tries to be his very best for us.
How we tossed and turned while he was on a boy scouting adventure in seven degree temperatures and how I was just sure he was going to freeze.
How he might never fully understand how much we love him and his laugh and his heart and his brain and his mouthy mouth.
He might never know any of those things, but I hope he feels them.
1 comment:
He knows. :)
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