Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

You’re going crazy with the talking. Chip-Ip was reading you a Cars book, and you kept saying Nigh nigh a-queen! Lightning McQueen! Over and over. This morning, Jack yelled at Virgil for barking outside, and you went to the kitchen side door and yelled “BUDGIL! BUDGIL! BUUUUUUDGIL!” You were mimicking me (not at my best…

We had Thanksgiving at your Dee Dee and Chip-Ip’s house. You played a lot with your cousin. You love Ella. When we got home, I put up the Christmas decorations in the house, which thrilled you to no end. You took the stuffed Patrick-star-Santa, and the stuffed Rudolph, and you had them talk to each…

Time has passed. There were things I wanted to say, before. You learned to walk right at one. I missed it. I was working in Mobile. You were at your Dee Dee’s house. I came to visit, after your birthday, and right when you woke up somebody came and got me and said “watch this”…

I want to write all the time, there are so many things I want to write. But then I forget. Or I get swept up. I wanted this to be better. I had a rough time with you, but now when I think back it’s been at least a couple of months since I felt…

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