"Life is not measured by the number of breathes we take but by the moments that take our breathe away."Daddy got a lump in his throat when Baby Bella wanted to hold his finger as we drove down the road. This has to be one of the sweetest things and it reminds me so much of Skyler when he was little.
Mommy and I have driven countess hours with one hand on the wheel and one hand in the back so that a precious little hand could hold our fingers. A finger is all that's needed when its offering love, safety and security.
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