May 23, 2011

I was laying in bed last night, my eyes wandering around the room.  And you know what I saw right then?  The picture Taylor made for me a long time ago  Do you remember when Mommy and you put paint on the paper, then paint on your hands and pressed them on the paper?  You had orange hands for a little while, didn't you?  You gave the picture to Grandma as a special present.  It is in a pretty white frame above my dresser where I can see it every night before I go to sleep and every morning when I wake up.  I hope you have a picture of grandma - maybe the one I made with you and me and Emmerson in the boat on the water. 
I love you Taylor.  I love you Emmerson.

May 2011

I found out you were in the neighborhood on Monday after Mother's Day.  Mommy left some pictures of you and Emmerson in my mailbox, but I was at work so I couldn't have seen you there.  Mike told me you were all home in preparation for the final move to France.  Mommy and Daddy selling furniture and getting rid of the apartment.  I wonder how you will take your toys and books to France.  Or will you have to leave them all behind.  It means you won't have anything Grandma ever gave you to help you remember.  You had books Grandma recorded so you could just press a button and hear Grandma read to you.  Mommy made sure she came to say goodbye to my neighborhood friends while Grandma was at work.  I am sorry I didn't know you would be so near or I would have stayed home to see you.  Maybe you recognized the house and thought about Grandma being there.  I love you so much.  I don't know when you will finally leave, but Grandma's heart will always be with you and Emmerson.  You are my grandbabies and always will be.