Nap time for Baby Yoda

I know I haven’t posted in a while. As I’ve stated in previous posts, it’s extremely difficult to remember the happy times with someone you miss so much. There’s a part of me that is still waiting for his silly Snapchats, or him to even walk through the door….but you realize that as time moves on, you get farther and farther from the last time you saw him. So because of that and many other reasons, I’ve avoided posting to here. But tonight, I’m going to. Not because I feel better, but because I still want you (the reader) to know my son….

The picture at the start of this post was a picture taken of his new dolls. Randy was really into baby Yoda at this point, so every chance I got, I’d try to sneak off with this treasured possession of his. And typical Randy, he’d chase me all around the house, fighting me to get his precious dolls back. When he did, he’d lay them just like this and stand guard over them in case the Big Bad Wolf (aka me lol) would sneak up and try to take them again. He would actually guard them! Randy used to crack me up with some of our “wars” lol…

I miss those wars every single day…

❤️♾