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24 Weeks

Dear Aaron,

Hi sweetheart! Happy 24 week Heaven Day! It's still just kind of crazy around here. I am off work for a couple weeks until I start my new job, but I guess it's busy doing not working. So much to do and only a couple weeks to do it in. Yesterday you became a star. I was at the NICU for a day of gratitude and 2 television stations were there to interview me and of course they wanted to see pictures of you :) The toy drive is underway. Your daddy put the word out and we got a lot of responses quickly for people that want to donate toys in your memory. So many people are still thinking of you all the time.

I have a very funny story for you peanut. Over a month ago, Mommy decided that it would be fun to be in the Thanksgiving day parade and I asked your daddy if he would do it. I wanted to do something fun on Thanksgiving that I thought you would think was funny and I couldn't think of anything better that being a balloon handler in the Thanksgiving day parade. Well, after much discussion I convinced your daddy to do it. So we are going to be balloon handlers in the Thanksgiving day Parade...Now the story gets better...Last week we got our assignments and we found out that we will be with the "Hello Kitty" balloon. Our "costumes" are white jump suites with a red or pink feather boa. Needless to say, I think it's hysterical and your daddy in THOROUGHLY unamused. I think you'll get a kick out of you crazy parents on Thanksgiving Day - that's for sure.

I miss you peanut and I wish you could be here celebrating all the upcoming stuff with us. There sure are a lot of people that would love to be seeing you - I know that!

A million hugs and kisses,
Mommy

Comments

Anonymous said…
oh, you NEED to post pictures of the balloon handlers. Please. Please PLEASE! I am laughing so hard!
Anonymous said…
Yes I agree... pictures are a must!

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