Boston K. Jensen

Today was a tough day- a Utah versus BYU football rivalry kinda day (Utah won, mommy!) I had to be up early to go have eye surgery......Mommy was nervous. Poppa went with us. He drove so fast we got there early and I smelled...breakfast! Well, it was hospital breakfast so I was not really interested...they would not have been able to give me any anyway so I just dreamt.

My good ole eyeballs are perfect...its my brain that is not sending stuff to them.

It made everyone sad for the doctors to tell them I cant see. I am sorry, dont be sad....I can still see you with my heart! I know who you are and I know you. People dont see everything with their eyes.

I know it is hard to hear all this bit by bit....its OK, really, it is OK.

Mommy, I need you to sleep. I know you must be tired but sleep and we will meet up in our dreams for grand adventures. I love you, mommy. You are the best mommy I could have ever had. You are so patient and good to me- even when I am cranky and believe me, I know, I have been really, really CCCCCCCCRRRRRRAANNNNKKKKKYYYY these past few days. I am sorry, sometimes it is hard for me too. I do love you- thank you for holding me and trying so hard to calm me and my whaling cries.

What in the world is that noise that Poppa listens to in his car....is that the greatest hits of the 70's? Poppa was born to wear bell bottoms.

Mommy, you are the best multi-tasker around.....who else could feed a baby, talk on the cell phone and sign papers all at once- you are magical (and beautiful!).

I love you mommy, dont cry!

Hugs and formula kisses, Bosty