This week is one of joy and sadness.
My baby turned 2 today.
I’m not quite sure how THAT happened, but it did and I’m exhausted. He’s my busiest boy yet. He does things his brothers attempted but gave up on or never dreamed of trying.
He’s a sweetheart and LOVES to give kisses.
He also just got his FIRST haircut. That will be it’s own post.
The sad part?
In 2 days my Daddy will be gone for 8 years.
I still reach for the phone, wanting to call him and tell him something that one of the boys did and then it stop. I remember. He’s gone. He never even met Lucas or Nathan and Will was only a tiny baby when he died.
It’s not easy. Ever.
Losing a parent down right sucks.
