Yesterday I heard Owen speak on the phone better than ever before. His voice was clear, he was speaking into the phone, and he knew who he was talking to on the other end (me). He said,
Daddy coming home see Owen [lastname]?
(Ow) No, son. (Ow) No, I have to stay at work a while longer. (Sigh)
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Mixed blessing
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don't feel sorry him for, travis. the disappointment will keep him from growing up to be weak.
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