I occupied my time while Liv was gone by sorting through toys. Finding missing parts, broken pieces, toys that haven't been played in eons, junky toys, etc. I've been packing some up to deploy to the local second hand store and the consignment store. Although I've taken five big boxes out of the house so far, it does not seem any emptier. It feels wonderful to get rid of 'stuff'....but it is hard to remove anything, even toys, that have any connection to Jeff. I know it's silly keeping a rubber ball with a chunk out of it only because Jeff was the one who got it out of the vending machine with Liv....but I still can't chuck it out.
I found it amazing to listen to Briar while we had our one on one time. 
He seems to speak so much more fluently when liv's not here to translate. He doesn't have to rush to get it out and I am not as distracted at times. He uses words and phrases that I had no idea he knew. He's becoming a little boy. I wish Jeff could see him. He'd be so proud of both of them.
He seems to speak so much more fluently when liv's not here to translate. He doesn't have to rush to get it out and I am not as distracted at times. He uses words and phrases that I had no idea he knew. He's becoming a little boy. I wish Jeff could see him. He'd be so proud of both of them.
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That's such a great picture of Briar on your shoulders....he's hugging your head and he's got this look on his face like "this is my momma, go get your own" :D
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