Don't Die!!

Lorinda: I need a Coke. My head is killing me.


Landon: Mo-om! Don't die!!

Landon: And if you do die... and Dad... and Will... I want Mar-Wee.

Landon: I wike Mar-Wee.

(I have to 'splain this picture. This is the only picture i have of my sister on the miraculous day she helped me survive Lyndee's birth. Part of that help included threatening my dad and my fourteen year old son that if they talked--at all--they would be escorted from the room and shot. The rest of the time, when cameras were not trained on her, her demeanor was gentle and loving)