Isn't he gorgeous?
My boy who will never grow up.
My boy who will never want for much more than the basics.
My boy who will never talk.
My boy who cracks up over Dinosaur Train.
My boy who covets biscuits like he has never eaten.
My boy who delights in running around the backyard.
My boy who knows not what jealously is.
My boy who always wants kisses and hugs.
My Phelan-McDermid boy.
My Nicholas.
My Nicholas.
1 comment:
Beautiful photo, beautiful words Margaret.
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