I held my 2 year old son in my arms last night and didn't want to put him in his crib...which happens more and more the more these days. I watched him sleep for 30 minutes until my arms both fell asleep and my back hurt. I think of Caylee at least half a dozen times each day when I look at my precious baby and I have to stop myself because thinking about what happenned to her and looking at my baby at the same time is too much for me. If Caylee's senseless death can change us or touch us enough to share our love a little freer with the people around us I think that would be a great way to honor that little girl who died so young!