Pieces of Insomnia: Kiss..eeee...fer..(That's what I used to call my brother and he hated it.)

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Kiss..eeee...fer..(That's what I used to call my brother and he hated it.)

I loved him so much, especially when he was a baby, that I held him with such care, even though I was only five. I remembered to always hold his head, because my mommy told me that was the most fragile place on a baby. Especially, the "soft" part. Oh, and he smelled so sweet. He had the rosy cheeks,... Sign in to see full entry.

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