She laughs just like him when she thinks you're making an ass of yourself. She smiles like him when she is being a goofball. She sticks out her tongue a lot when you try and take your picture, just like him. As the anniversary of his death gets closer... I am reminded of him in a thousand little ways but mostly I am reminded that he will always be a part of me, a part of her... because she was born on his birthday and he's obviously keeping an eye on her...because she's a stinker... just like he was.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
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