Today was the first day you’ve been to the cemetery since Daddy’s graveside service. It was also one of the first times it wasn’t too muddy to trek out there. I parked by the road and used the side gate.
Tallulah, you had taken your shoes off (like you always do in the car), and I was fighting you to put them back on. We walked out to Daddy’s plot, and I’m glad the cemetery was short on visitors because the two of you ran over graves like a couple of heathens. When we made it to Daddy’s grave, you both put your hands on your knees and leaned in for a closer look at a picture of the two of you with Daddy. “Daddy! Daddy!” you both cried out. Then you raced off to play with the wind chimes on another grave. I knew it was time to go when Thurgood began to climb the huge dirt mound covering a new grave.
I finally rallied the two of you and told you to say goodbye to Daddy. Thurgood, you began to cry and shout, “No, no!” Tallulah, you said, “Goodbye, Daddy. Love you,” and blew kisses. I hope you ask me about him. I hope you want to go out there regularly. I play either a video or a voice recording of Daddy every time we’re in the car. Good, you recognize it immediately and you don the best grin. Tallulah, you just listen. If I didn’t know better, I would think you were taking mental notes.
We met up with Uncle Trent, Aunt Tammi, and the kids at Chuck E. Cheese. I'm certain that I hate that place the same amount you love it. You all were so cute racing around from game to ride to game. Watching Taelynn hoist Tallulah up a vertical maze and posing for a picture when they're all too short to be captured by the camera was priceless.
Thurgood, you walked into the house and kissed the photo of Daddy that’s in the living room. I love that so much. Tonight we prayed the long prayer and the two of you went back and forth yelling, “I love you!” as I made my way out of your room. We continued yelling through the door until I made my way back downstairs. It is my favorite game of ours right now. It's a hard one to lose.
Mommy
Tallulah, you had taken your shoes off (like you always do in the car), and I was fighting you to put them back on. We walked out to Daddy’s plot, and I’m glad the cemetery was short on visitors because the two of you ran over graves like a couple of heathens. When we made it to Daddy’s grave, you both put your hands on your knees and leaned in for a closer look at a picture of the two of you with Daddy. “Daddy! Daddy!” you both cried out. Then you raced off to play with the wind chimes on another grave. I knew it was time to go when Thurgood began to climb the huge dirt mound covering a new grave.
I finally rallied the two of you and told you to say goodbye to Daddy. Thurgood, you began to cry and shout, “No, no!” Tallulah, you said, “Goodbye, Daddy. Love you,” and blew kisses. I hope you ask me about him. I hope you want to go out there regularly. I play either a video or a voice recording of Daddy every time we’re in the car. Good, you recognize it immediately and you don the best grin. Tallulah, you just listen. If I didn’t know better, I would think you were taking mental notes.
We met up with Uncle Trent, Aunt Tammi, and the kids at Chuck E. Cheese. I'm certain that I hate that place the same amount you love it. You all were so cute racing around from game to ride to game. Watching Taelynn hoist Tallulah up a vertical maze and posing for a picture when they're all too short to be captured by the camera was priceless.
Thurgood, you walked into the house and kissed the photo of Daddy that’s in the living room. I love that so much. Tonight we prayed the long prayer and the two of you went back and forth yelling, “I love you!” as I made my way out of your room. We continued yelling through the door until I made my way back downstairs. It is my favorite game of ours right now. It's a hard one to lose.
Mommy
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