1. April
    September 16, 2013 @ 1:23 pm

    beautifully written. really gets me thinking. thanks.


  2. Tyann Rouw
    September 16, 2013 @ 3:37 pm

    I have a “Charlie” in my house, too. Thanks for the food for thought.


  3. April
    September 16, 2013 @ 3:37 pm

    Thank you for sharing your touching story.


  4. Missy
    September 16, 2013 @ 4:02 pm

    Isn’t it amazing how some memories light up in our minds? What a gift that this one did so that you could remind your own child how valuable he really is. All because of a memory of red jeans. Brutiful, indeed.


  5. Connie
    September 16, 2013 @ 4:54 pm

    Great story as usual Carrie!!! Thanks for opening our (my eyes) to the things that matter. Keep on blogging and I will keep on reading & learning life’s valuable lessons.


  6. Martha Schaefer
    September 16, 2013 @ 4:58 pm

    Every parent should read this and take the time, the luxury of the time, to remember what it is like to be a child. Beautifully and brutally written.


  7. Linda F Groff
    September 18, 2013 @ 7:17 am

    All of your writings are great, but his one was exceptionally well written…or perhaps it just “hit home”…thanx


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