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There is journaling hidden underneath the red scallop circle: This picture was taken late July, 1987, a couple weeks before Matty was born. Kyle was 28 months old.

Around Kyle's second birthday, we had to have a dog put down because we couldn't find another home for her and she did not adjust to a toddler. I saw her lunge at Kyle, barely missing him, there was no delay and no decision between a dog and my son.

Shortly after, Kyle started to wake up screaming from nightmares and didn't quite have the language skills yet to tell us what was wrong. Explaining it's just a dream to a two year old is tricky at best. We did not associate the dog problem with the nightmares for a couple months. We were riding in the car and Kyle said, “You got rid of Margaret because of me, right?” I told him it wasn't his fault she was a bad dog. Then he replied, “Does that mean you will get rid of me when the baby comes?”

I pulled him out of his car seat and into hug him to let him know how much we loved him. We reassured him that he was not going to be replaced and that the love would just get bigger. The nightmares stopped, but this brings tears to my eyes every time I think of it.

P.S. It was the only time he was taken out of his car seat until he was old enough to use a seat belt.


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