Enter sleeping. Hmm, Mom has a thought... Let's put Roman IN his first Christmas stocking.
That way when we pull it out every year mama will look at it wistfully and say "on your first Christmas you were so small you could fit in that stocking!", and she'll cry. Cry because you were (are!) so sweet...
Cry because your little smile makes ME smile, inside and out.
Cry for joy because time will have gone by so fast.
Our little angel.
We love you Roman!
p.s. Your bonus (great) grandma, Grandma G addressed your Christmas card as Master Roman B. I like that!
1 comment:
Your posts are so sweet! I love the stocking and the whole cry thing. I find myself looking at little Frankie and crying a little already. They change so fast.
Rebecca
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