Wow--I'd like to say time flys, but it sure hasn't. I think it has really slowed down for me this year. Saturday it will be the 11th month mark and the count down begins to the year mark. Emmet still talks constantly about his dad. He's currently wondering why I'm not having a baby boy. Thankfully his cousin Sol came to the rescue and Emmet now believes we aren't having a baby because a baby can't come out of a mom's tummy unless the dad is there to help!! I encourage him to keep thinking that direction. A year ago Sam was almost home from the hospital. He was coherent enough that Sam and I watched Nacho Libre on his lap top one night in his hospital room.
This was our last family picture. The kids never spent too much time with Sam. I was always afraid they would pull one of the chords and it always took too much energy for Sam to talk to them. Sam always tried hard to appear to not be as sick as he was for the kids!
Thanks to Emmet's picture taking ability, we have my ultimate favorite picture of Sam. I love his eyes in this picture! This was taken a year ago this month. When Sam came home from the hospital he spent most of his time on the couch watching the kids. The kids were great at playing beside him and every morning Emery would go over and pat her dad on the leg to say good morning. He loved that.
