Christopher Allen Morell

You know, I don't know where to start with memories..I remember a few weeks after him being home from the hospital, coming home from work and wanting to give mom a break, and I took him to change his diaper, and I pulled a wall of wipes instead of "a wipe". I remember how he loved to copy mom and me, with the way figet and him doing it behind my back. He loved the camera, no matter if it was the video, web, or normal he loved it.
One of the funniest things, I was home during the day, and when mom brought him home, he would know I was there by the rescue truck, rather than my truck. He loved to play, and he would play hard with me. (beating up daddy)
If he was talking to you, (of course we could not understand most of what he was trying to say yet,) and you turned away for any reason, (like when mom would ask me something) he would turn your head back to him.
He did in 2 years, what anyone would only hope to do with a lifetime, and that is make a difference, and we will miss him very much.

 I have so many memories of our precious angel. We spent many hours singing songs about Jesus. How he loved that. We also read lots of books. He loved to hear about Jesus. One Wednesday night, Mama, Grandma, and Christopher were on our way to Church,when Mama turned in the wrong direction. She had another stop to make before we headed to Church. Christopher got very upset because we were going the wrong way. I explained that we were going to Church after Mama ran an errand. After that he stuck his thumb in his mouth and just sat back and waited. How he loved going to Church. He also loved playing in the water. Sometimes, on a warm day, we would take him to the river, and he would sit in the water with Grandpa. How he loved that. He was such a blessing to us. We know we will see him again, and cannot imagine what our loss would be like if we did'nt know where he is, and that we will be with him again. How we miss him though. There are not words to express it.

I'll never forget coming to the hospital in Murfreesboro and meeting my great-nephew for the first time. He was so tiny and precious and loved. Oh my goodness, how he was loved. Mommy let me hold him for a while and I wanted to take him home with me. I remember him coming to the house one time with Mommy, Daddy, Uncle Mike, Aunt Michelle, Mikala and Mikey. Stacy and Eric were there. Christopher cleared off my coffee table. We put some Cheetos on it and he couldn't eat them fast enough. I followed him to the kitchen. I saw the dog's water bowl at about the same time he did. He beat me to it. How he did it, I'll never know. Another time, I took Kendall's car seat to him, since he had grown enough to use it. He sat in the seat in the living room and didn't want to get out of it.  How he loved that 'big boy' carseat. No more riding backwards!!! He was so innocent, so sweet and most of all so loved. He was a very lucky little boy to have such wonderful parents and grandparents. His short life was a happy life. He's still happy and in the arms of Jesus. I'll see you again, in Heaven, little guy. Auntie Joanie loves you and misses you.

On the weekends when you would get him in front of the computer with the webcam on so he could talk to auntie Crystal he would smile or laugh I loved watching the light in his eyes and the way he would turn and hug you while we chatted.