|Snowflakes and Butterflies|
This past weekend we got a major snowstorm, and we kept talking about how great it was that we had the Jeep, considering that this is when Baby T was due. But it's silly thinking. It doesn't matter now because we don't have to go to a hospital to bring a baby into the world. We just went to Redbox to get movies, and felt smug because we could return them without having to shovel the berm, and could just plow over it.
My baby boy, I love you so much, and I'm so sad that you're not here with us.