Fudge Stripes

Today is a very blah day.  The weather is so-so.  Gray skies and just not much going on.  Last night your younger brother asked about you, and looked at your pictures we took at the hospital.  He asked me if you would be coming back from Heaven.  I told him that you wouldn't want to because it is too nice there.  He looked somber, I think he is beginning to understand that you are gone.  The day of your funeral he sat with me the entire time and hugged me as I cried.  The two of you would have played together and I am sure you would have fought over stuff too.  Normal brother and sisterly love.  We had to call Babies R Us today and tell them what happened and that we would not be picking up your crib, dresser, and changing table.  I want you to see what we had picked out for you so I am going to put the pictures up here.  This day sucks.  I have devoured an entire package of fudge stripe cookies and I don't feel one bit bad about it.  I love you doll face.

Mom