After a short miserable time back home, we made a quick stop at the cemetery before heading out. Corey read the headstone of his twin sister, and this time I think it really sunk in that there was a person under there. He asked me to explain again why Carley was in the cemetery. I told him the story of how they were born too early and Carley died because she came out first but in doing so, she actually saved Corey's life.
Corey thought about that for a minute and hit his knees really quick. Shannon asked him what he was doing and Corey said he was saying a little prayer for Carley. Shannon then told Corey that he prayed too fast and to get back down there and say a longer prayer, like the Our Father or something. That's when I caught this picture.
Love my boys. And my little girl.
