Tag Archives: 2 years old

Dear J, My heart is broken. You don’t love me anymore. It’s bad enough that J2 cries and rejects me when she notices it’s me instead of mama. Now you don’t want to play with me anymore. You used to shout “Daddy!” as soon as …

Dear Js, Mama and I have collapsing with more wounds to lick at the end of each day. Two days ago, J found his favorite word. One morning before school: “WHY?” Because the train is not here anymore. We cannot see it if it’s not …