My Friend, My Son.

It's amazing to me the things that this little boy says. You sneeze, a "God Bless You"... or something that sounds remotely close it anyway. You cough, an "Okay" or "K"... is shortly to follow. He is full of hugs and kisses... really wet kisses.
My little boy Brody is becoming my little friend. Friends are there for you when you need a laugh, a hug, or even a slug on the shoulder. Brody is pretty good at the hugs and the slugs, he's great at the laughter also. His little laugh is contagious.
Last night he was in bed and we heard a little voice... "DaDa... DaDa... DaDAAAAAAAAA!" I went upstairs to check things out of course. The pillows cases were off the "piwwows" and the little man was asking "elp... elp." He happened to say it with a little urgency, because Mommy would get mad if she saw this mess!