Today is a day of remembrance. It is a day to remember the parents who never got to hug their children. The husbands who never got to kiss their wives. The children whose lives were cut too short. The business men and women...the flight attendants...the cops...the firemen. The 23, the 37, the 343, the 2,977. It is a day to be quiet, to reflect, to honor. It is a day to show the victim's families that we have not, and will not, forget. I have talked about this day a few times before on the blog. I have talked about w here I was that day . I shared my feelings when they were going to build a mosque at Ground Zero . I recapped Skip's and my trip into the city to visit the memorial . I shared a letter from my dad's friend who died in the Towers . I've talked about the fear. But today all I can think about is the victims...the families left behind...and those that survived that horrific day....
Josiah had this problem at his birthday party on Saturday. We had to make a sudden and swift exit as he was already IN his spare outfit. Lol
ReplyDeleteThat happened to us once when Riley was 3 weeks old! Thankfully I had an extra onesie and pants for instances like that!
ReplyDeleteThis… happened to me!!! Ahhh!!!
ReplyDeleteI have learned my lesson the hard way too. My son had a puking incident at a restaurant. I had spare clothes for him in the car but nothing for me to change into. Luckily we were close to our house. Now I have an extra shirt in the car for me too!
ReplyDeleteso, where's the story???!!! Come on, Mandy, you're holding out on us!
ReplyDeleteI'm always thinking that I should have an extra outfit for ME too, because when my son has an accident, it usually ends up on me. I haven't put an extra outfit in my car yet, but I'm sure I will after I have that "I wish I had it now" moment.
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