Monday, January 14, 2008

The sun.

As I carried D out of his bedroom the other morning we paused in front of the wall heater to warm ourselves.

"Oooh. Can you feel da sun?", he asked.

I always do. I always do.

1 comment:

Sherry said...

You are so blessed to have really are. He appreciates the finer things in life that so many of us "miss". Bless his heart and love him to pieces!!!