Cast-Off

Can barely work this morning. Trying not to get too excited about the cast coming off. Your Mom is just giddy. Your bulk will go down by about half and we'll be able to tickle you on your belly again. We're almost going to miss having you rely on us to feed you and hold you everytime we go somewhere. We'll miss some of the odd stares and sympathetic stares.
I won't miss the 12:30-1:45-2:15 feeding of trying to hold you and your cast and rock you back to sleep.
You got me one last time last night and I thought I was going to die. Still battling a nasty head cold and fought to suppress a cough so much that it made my eyes well. All in the name of not waking you.
You and Mom pick me up in less than 2 hours. Photos aplenty.