Brown Bear, Brown Bear

Trav,
I pulled out a few books from your room to read to Addie tonight. I read her Brown Bear.

"Brown bear, brown bear, what do you see?
I see a red bird looking at me.
Red bird, red bird, what do you see?
I see a yellow bird looking at me."

The top of that book still has your little bite marks. As I read, I couldn't help but picture you listening so intently and then turning the pages at the right times. Some nights you were anxious and tried to turn them too quickly. Just before you left us, you were learning how to make some of the animal sounds. You thought it was so funny when I "neighed" for the horse and "quacked" for the duck. I would give ANYTHING, ANYTHING to read that book with you again. I miss you so much little man. My heart just aches for you. Tomorrow is going to be really hard. I just hope that there is a reason why you were taken.

By the way, I am still waiting for you to come visit me in a dream or send me a sign. Please baby boy...I need it!

Loving you to the heavens and back,
Momma