The Hardest Part Of Recovery

Recker, Recker, Recker Oh how I love you little man.  I miss you so much, being able to be the ONE who picks you up when you stretch out your cute little arms, or hold you when you are sad and need a little lovin' from the last fall you took and bumped your head.   I want to run after you yelling "I'm gonna get you." but I can't yet because it still hurts, bonbon has a boo boo and the doctor says I have to wait 6 weeks again, to pick you up.  I know you don't understand what is going on, because you love bonbon and I always hold, tickle and play ball with you, but just a few more weeks and I will be able to do those things again, I promise.