JJ's 3rd Anniversary

I feel weird calling it a birthday because we don't have much of a birthday celebration around here.  Maybe when the boys get older we will, but for now, it's just a day to stop and remember.  I'm not sure what the deal was this time, so I'll blame pregnancy hormones, but I definitely had some crying days around his birthday.  I cried in the car, at the temple, at the cemetery, you name it.  But I totally blame pregnancy hormones because I do really feel a lot better about everything.  I was usually crying because I missed him and was sad that he wasn't with us right now, but would be.  And as Johnny gets older and I have an idea of what JJ might have been like at those ages, it makes me sad too.

Thank heavens for the sunglasses to hide the tears.

Johnny wanted to run around so badly.  We just wrestled with him instead.

Anyway, here's what we did.  I went to the temple on Saturday and then Sunday we went to the cemetery as a family.  Now two of our friends have children buried near JJ.  Nice, but still pretty sad.  We really are going to try to put a headstone on this year.  We've talked about it for our Christmas gift.

Since his birthday was on a Monday it was pretty mellow.  And I continue to swear by having a job to help keep your mind off things.  (Halloween is pretty helpful too) And every year we get farther from his actual birthday less and less people remember.  But that's okay because a few special people always do.