Someday, when your older and you've moved out, I'm sure I will find little reminders of you, and I'll cry because my once little boy is now gone off to bigger and better things like college and frat parties and beer bongs.
For now, I delight in finding small fleeting reminders of you, of places you were. I would save this apple if I didn't know it's fate of wasting away.
So I captured this photo, to remind me of the morning I woke up, when you were gone at grandmas, yet I found this, and somehow you were still at home with me hiding, in an apple.
6.29.2008
Reminders of you
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Words I can say
- Apple
- Shoe
- Hot
- Bye
- No
- Ya
- Baby
- F**k
- Sh*t
- Ball
- Whoah
- Uh Oh
- Cheese
- Cheeto's
- Pees (Please)
- Dog
- Thanks
- Mine
- Nose
- Papa
- Dada
- Mama
- Shannon
- Elmo
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