Dear Morgan

Dear Morgan,
Tonight, I stopped breathing in TJ Maxx as I was trying to pick out 2T clothes for you for this winter. I was holding my breath, trying not to cry. (I did anyway.) I was trying to remember all of the little milestones you've made and all of the funny things you've done and every ounce of sweetness you've brought into our home since you became ours twenty-two months ago. I hope I never forgot how sweet your little voice sounds when you say my name, or how you kneel when we say our prayers, or how your face looks like sunshine whenever you take sight of your daddy. Please stay little and sweet and snuggly forever. I love you so much more than you'll ever, ever know.

Love,
Mommy




(PS --- more pictures of our camping adventures to come.)