Sick

Poor Taylor baby was sick today.  After picking him from school he headed straight to my bed, snuggled into his fathers pillow and was out in 1 2  3. "Poor guy" I thought. A few minutes later I went to check on him and lo and behold he was BURNING to the touch. Needless to say plans changed and we spend a quiet afternoon  at home. Life slowed down and I just held my little boy all afternoon. It was nice and sad at the same time. He is growing up so quickly I think to myself where did my little boy go who would climb out of his crib just to give his mama a big hug. He is there. He always will be. :)

I love you brown eyed boy

♥

I hope you get better soon

♥

Your mama