They named him Hawk-eye.
My sweet, literal children.
I was hoping for Jack or Rufus (hi Aimee!) or Oliver.
Some days it is so hard to let them have their turn at this life.
Some days I just want to ::insert opinion and great advice here::
But, it’s their fun world.
It is their turn to imagine and have fun and play.
Have you ever heard that Kenney Chesney song… A Lot of Things Different?
People say they wouldn’t change a thing even if they could
Oh but I would
And there was this red dress she wanted one time so bad she could taste it
And I should of bought it
But I didn’t
She wanted to paint our bedroom in yellow and trim it in blues and greens
But I wouldn’t let her
It wouldn’t of hurt nothin’
This is one of those things.
Those things I am gonna do different.
His name his Hawk-eye. And I love him with all my heart.
Because they named him, not me.
And it didn’t hurt nothin’