| This is a picture of a pair of slippers that my son Daniel wore. He got them from Santa on the last Christmas we spent with him, I keep them in plastic and I have not washed them, They smell pretty much the way he did. When I need to feel close to him I take them out and hold them close to my heart. The only differance is that now they wear my tears. We lived at our old one bedroom upstairs apartment when we were first starting out. I remember Dano ( as we use to call him) he would start in the bedroom run through the hall and into the living room. The ears on the slippers would just be bouncing up and down almost as fast as he was running. Why was he in such a hurry you ask.... Well it was because he loved the show Alf. |
