Yep. She did that.
But she came home from school and abandoned her pink costume.
She greeted me at the door.
"I'm dressed like Sammy!" she proudly announced.
"These are Sammy's pants and his sweatshirt and his hat!"
How does a mama say no?
She even made his faces.
|This picture actually scares me a little bit -- how very much like him she looks.|
I catch my breath when she looks and acts just like him.
Now she's missing another tooth.
Time goes by.
Teeth fall out.
Hair gets cut.
Kids outgrow clothing.
And along the way we remember him.
We hold him close to our hearts.
But he won't ever wear another Halloween costume, or lose a tooth, or get his hair cut or outgrow another pair of pants....sometimes I think it is unfair to the other kids that each of their milestones is colored in my mind by his missing piece. I don't tell them that I think about him with each of their milestones, at least not all the time.
And then I realize that they are thinking of him too.
|I told her that Sammy would NOT have worn a pink scarf....|