Son I was reminded of how precious and mischeivious you were at 4 years old this weekend. I took your baby boy to see his Uncle Terry and your Grandfather. While we were there he was playing outside and I caught him throwing rocks. I ask him not to go near the road because he might hit a car window. When I turned back he had his hand in the air ready to toss a rock into the street. Needless to say he looked back at me and dropped the rock. Cameron is the most beautiful little boy. Thank you for leaving a part of you to remind Jay and I that we have a part of you here on this earth until we see you again.