His teacher asked him what she was holding, and held her breath, I am sure.
You see, my mom is on oxygen, and walks around with a tank a lot. Next to her would be my dad (with his walker) and Griffin.
Get your mind outta the gutter. What did you think it was??
I'm saving this photo for the scrapbook. My mom got a huge laugh out of the picture, and I knew she would.
Happy Birthday, Mom. If I grow to be half the parent you are, I'll be fortunate. Love every little morsel of you.