Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The Hardest Part of Recovery

 

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 19, 2011

The Hardest Part Of Recovery





Recker, Recker, Recker, Oh how I love you, little man. I miss you so much, being the ONE who picks you up when you stretch out your cute little arms or hold you when you are sad and need a little lovin' from the last fall you took and bumped your head.   I want to run after you yelling, "I'm gonna get you." but I can't yet because it still hurts, bonbon has a boo-boo, and the doctor says I have to wait 6 weeks again to pick you up. I know you don't understand what is going on because you love bonbon, and I always hold, tickle, and play ball with you, but just a few more weeks and I will be able to do those things again, I promise.

4 COMMENTS:

Anonymous said...

He has a great Aunt Jenny who would love to give him a million loves!!! Remind Kayla for me :)

Jenna Allen said...

No matter what he LOVES, you and you're his favorite! It's clearly apparent...No one has anything on his Bon Bon!

Anonymous said...

He even resembles you . . .

Loretta said...

That Recker is a cute little boy who knows more than you think he does. Nobody can take his BonBon's place. Love you!

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