I miss the days…

When Wyatt would cuddle with me all day if I wanted him too.

When he would Coo and Giggle at everything I said.

When he was small enough to fit in one arm.

The smell of him… ( he smells like DIRT now… its like he’s a boy or something.)

and when he would stare at me with a deep thought like he was starting into my soul.

Well he still does that but just not as much…

 

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