Saturday, December 31, 2011

Puffs Plus, Please!

This little firefighter drove away yesterday leaving me with a major heartache and a very empty and quiet house.  Oh, and he also left me with one lonesome Papa.  (Dave says that after having so much fun playing Ants In the Pants and the Cootie game with Kimball, playing  these games all by himself just doesn't seem to cut it anymore . . . .)  

Somebody grab the Kleenex box, will ya?  Both Papa and Deedee might need one.  

Or two.  

Or three.  

*Sniff, snifffffff*
  How could you not love this little man?

1 comment:

Lisa said...

There is not an emptier feeling then the loss of little feet running through your house. I feel your pain, my sister. It's going to happen to me all too soon.