There was a dream I had it came true. His name is Raphael. He was born in the spring, I was pregnant with him in Winter, maybe that is why I was craving snow. He keeps me laughing, he keeps me moving , dancing and being silly. I think at times he wonders who is the child and who is the adult … as long as I can make him smile, wrestle on the floor with him and invent and draw our dreams I know all is well and life is more beautiful because of him … My brown eyed angel, my warrior, my future heart breaker … His hair smells of warmth, his skin like silk … he is full of little boy’ss dreams and I am allowed to dream with him…….