Michael for all the guy things he was in to, was a momma's boy. He loved to cuddle and love to share snacks with her. They would get treats and shop together, they would get drinks (coke for Jenn and a sprite for Michael). If Jenn and I were laying down in bed, he would come in with a big grin and work his way in between us. A few days before he died, he was "snuggling" with mommy and asked if I wanted to join. "The bed is not big enough for the three of us" I replied..
They were great together, two peas in a pod. Michael, the lover of green army men, and Jenn the lover of "The Real House Wives of some city"...
I miss hearing them play Uno in the other room and then Jenn coming out to tell me she won X times in a row.
I miss Michael squeezing up between us.
Mommy's Boy and all, he had a great look on life; He loved the comfort of mommy, and only she could comfort him. He was tough and loved to wrestle. What more could you ask for....
