TruMama

Tru was so tired but he couldn’t fall asleep. He cried and kept pointing to the front door. It was the first sunny, warm day in a long time and he wanted out. (I still bundled him to be on the safe side.) Once in his stroller he calmed and enjoyed the ride. The sun on his face. The wind in his hair. (oops…I mean toboggan.) The birds singing to us. The next thing I know, he’s not moving. I peek around and he’s fast asleep!