by Kerrie Moon
Happiest outside, holding his favorite hat...always checking over his shoulder to make sure I am only steps away...How I'll always remember my sweet baby boy:
Happiest outside, holding his favorite hat, soft milky thighs warmed by the sun, always checking over his shoulder to make sure I am only steps away, laughing doing the simplest things like walking to the mailbox and picking up handfuls of pebbles.
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