Tuesday, June 4, 2013

....like my daddy

All five years of Asher walked out of the bedroom, straight to me. I decided something, he said, 7 a.m. wide-eyed and awake. I am going to take a shower every morning when I wake up, just like daddy does. Okay, I said, as he ran to the bathroom. And would you like your juice in a sippy or a cup with a straw this morning? A cup! he yells from around the corner, and I see in him the beginning of what is to come...

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  1. Praying... feeling the loss of your grandchild. we will one day meet again...asking for grace for empty arms till then... Mom Lehman

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