Today, we put together some things to send my grandmother, who just lost my grandfather. Abbott made her a card with a rainbow and a heart broken into two pieces that said, "I know how it feels." I asked him how he knew and he said, Cinnamon and Piper died. I still feel that way when I think about them.
Yesterday, when the boys took their money out of their piggy banks in preparation for a trip to the lego store Cal had less money, so Abbott gave him three of his dollars.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Abbott's due date. Little did I know then, as I waited for him, how much my life would change, or who he would become. I still wonder about that.