My dear boy, my guilt has been eating away ever since July 27th...when we wrecked our car. A woman ran a red light, and I ran right into her. It happened so fast, and I was shaken up and crying. As soon as our car stopped spinning, I rushed to get you out of the car and check on you. You were shaken up and crying too, but the minute I picked you up, and you saw mommy and daddy, you smiled and calmed down. This was the scariest day of my life- I wish I had never put you in the car.
We were all fine, thank goodness, but our car did not survive. Shortly after, the day after, in fact, we flew to Wisconsin for a family reunion. You got to meet all your Moyer cousins and aunts and uncles. They all thought you were so adorable, and we threw you, Grant and Alex a huge birthday bash, you had a blast eating cake, opening your presents and playing duck, duck goose with all your buddies.
The last two weeks have been hectic, and it's nice to finally have some downtime with just you and your daddy. Even in my darkest of days, all it takes is a smile from you and I feel better immediately. Love you, bubbie.
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