Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Fuel


He pops in for a visit. And just like that, he's gone again.




I'm hardwired for these special moments..

 *loving...
watching him get tackled by Scotty
that he picked me flowers
doing his laundry
being his Mom

XOXO

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