Today, I remembered when Zack would travel with us. He’s been to so many places. I remember when Zack hung out outside Notre-Dame Basilica of Montreal back in 2006. He was two years old. Come to think of it, he wasn’t even a year old the first time we brought him on a road trip to Baltimore, MD. But he was a real trouper. He sat on his car seat, looked out the window or napped.
Ten months later, we miss our little baby, our best little boy ever.