every 4 hours...

This morning your eyes looked a little brighter, you're still not eating much, or wanting to get off the couch... Your still wanting to nap and snuggle and just lay still, but you can hold your breathing tube and your new monkey and somewhere in the midst of your crazy morning hair and your dark circled eyes, I see a bit of your sparkle... and I breathe easier as you do...

Love you baby.

Daddy calls it your piece pipe and makes you think you're an Indian... Daddy is so silly...