Lorinda: I need a Coke. My head is killing me.
Landon: Mo-om! Don't die!!
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)
5 comments:
I'm so glad you explained Marilee's picture!
And if Marilee dies, does he want Cindee that rhymes with Lyndee?
I love, love, love Marilee's picture! She is such a great warden when she needs to be, isn't she? I'm so glad she was there for you on Lydee's birth day.
Let me get this straight- You had Lindee natural and you had William and Wade in the room? What are you, Superwoman?
Its always good to know there is someone to step in and replace you should anything happen. : )
the drug-free part wasn't necessarily my choice, although i am theoretically in favor of drug-free births, I am also very anxious about pain these days. And having Wade there (Will wasn't there, but my dad was) didn't change anything. I had a baby. He saw it. It was really cool. Did you read my http://mikeandrindy.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-story.html baby story?
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