Sometimes I just feel like I can't breathe. Like everything inside of me is swirling through to my lungs and pulling the air from within me. Sometimes things are that hard. But then, sometimes, no... always, Logan can fix it. Like this morning, as he was feeding the pretend cat that he had living in a box. He gave the kitty a block and said, "Here you go kitty, it's juicy for you!". Ah... deep breath.