I've got to get my act in order with Ben. Nothing's wrong. His needs are met, he's loved up and cuddled everyday. My nerve endings just seem to be shorter. One octave change in my voice, he jumps like a deer in the the headlights. He has become needier in the most simplest tasks. Mom, I'm thirsty, where's my glove. All minor, but I think I've forgotten to realize my little man is clinging to me and needs me more than I've been giving him. We will find our way. I love him soo much.
I love hearing stories about Jack, most I've heard, but the new ones make me smile.
I was trying to get our CD's (music, not money), back in order. Jack kept them alphabetized. Stumbled across this tune today.
Janna, my friend, it's close..
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