Hard Day

Today Bennett cut his finger at the farm and we had to take him in for stitches. That was very hard to deal with. He didn't want anyone to touch his finger or look at it and he was just panicky. My mom instinct wanted to just hold him but instead I had to hold his finger still for the stitches. I almost cried to see him screaming at the doctor. I pray I never have to deal with that again. My poor baby boy.

What A Wild Ride

Life has been going by too fast lately. Last month Bennett turned 4 and Brooklyn turned 1. Wow. I pray that they grow up slowly and I can spend as much time with them as possible. I steal hugs and kisses all the time because I know that all too soon they won't want them from me. I appreciate all that my parents have done for me as I get older. Strange how much you still need them. So thanks mom and dad. I love you.