July 2009

You got a mosquito bite on your eyelid while we were playing in the rain.  You are so allergic, but I thought it would be ok.  You wanted to sleep in my bed tonight.  Maybe you knew it would be the last time you would be at Grandma's house.  The swelling had gone down by morning so I took you to school.  Mommy and Daddy got mad at me for letting you go to school because the swelling got much worse.  The doctor said don't worry about it - it's just an allergy to mosquitos - but they weren't happy.  And Daddy didn't like the lunch Grandma made for you, even though it was things Mommy had always said was ok.  Peanut butter on wheat bread, applesause for a snack, a granola bar and a little bit of watermelon left from the day before.

June 2009

Grandma has permission to let you come home with me and spend Sundays.  We spend each Sunday doing fun things.  In the evening we sit together on the couch - you wrapped in my arms - and we watch your favorite videos.  You love Cars and The Incredibles.  On Mondays I walk with you to Bright Start Daycare.  Sometimes you don't want to walk and want to be carried.  I don't think you really want to be carried.  You just like wrapping your arms around my neck as I whisper in your ear.

May 2009

Mommy and Daddy got a new house.  You and baby sister Emmerson went with them.  Grandma spent a week every month since you were born with you.  And since August of 2007 you lived in Grandma's house.  I love you Taylor James.  And baby sister Emmerson too.