Little Angels When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometime question the wisdom of His love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child Who does so much to make our world, seem wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold, So He picks a rosebud, before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but few To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try, The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Goodbye." So when a little child departs, we who are left behind Must realize God loves children. Angels are hard to find. (Author Unknown)

I'll never forget the first time I got to babysit Liam. My brother had to cut his hair and do some odds and ends around the house. I had Macklin with me and Liam wanted to be held and cuddled. So I was loving up on Liam while bouncing Macklin in Liam's bouncer. It was priceless and a memory I hold dear to my heart. Also, this summer we got to do many outings and BBQ's by the pool. No matter what we did Liam always had a smile on his face. I always loved how he would snuggle with you. Holding and biting his blankey. Miss you so much Little Guy! Keep sending us signs your around :)