charlie grey : month ten
back in month two of baby charlie,
i found a brown paper package in my mailbox from my dear friend, susan.
a tiny pair of gray moccasins for for my teensy-tiny baby boy.
she'd made them herself.
the leather, so smooth. the fringe, oh my goodness. the gift, such a treasure.
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we're in the last few days of our gray baby moccs.
his little charlie feets can barely slip in anymore.
his toes are squished.
i've snuck them on all this week saying, just one more time...
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they'll go in his save box.
my secret collection.
so i can peek in on the quiet days.
reminders of the first few months of my charlie boy.
when his wisps of baby hair still held a hint of red.
and his grin - just one little tooth.
my oldest nephew just had his twelfth birthday.
and in a quick moment last sunday
his mother whispered to me, that happened so fast...
his mother whispered to me, that happened so fast...
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