Dreams of John Aaron

I had a dream early this morning about my son. I dreamt that I finally received the last ultrasound pictures. When I looked through them, one started moving. John was a bigger infant, yawned and then smiled contentedly-- right there in black and white. He seemed so happy and healthy. If you have ever seen Harry Potter, it was much like the moving pictures that Harry has of his parents or the ones you see moving in the newspaper. I can only imagine what he would have looked like, but for now, I'll keep this image close in my heart.