Our Babies Would Have Been The Same Age.
Mood:  not sure
My heart went out to them the first time I saw her picture on T.V. -- I'm talking about Laci Peterson, the pretty pregnant brunette with the most brilliant smile I have ever seen. I was about eight months pregnant with Matt; she was about eight months pregnant with Conner. I believe Conner's due date was a week or two after Matt's.

They've haunted my mind ever since. I've followed Scott's trial very closely, and to be honest, for most of this time I'd been expecting an acquittal. Beyond a reasonable doubt. That's a very difficult burden for the prosecution to overcome without a murder weapon or witnesses.

Today I looked at Matt, laughing and toddling around the room, hugging his mommy, saying words, and I realized that's how old Conner would be. So much Scott took away from so many people. You really can't think about it too hard, because it's almost too much to bear. Conner never got to laugh and grin into his mommy's face and see that beautiful smile beaming back at him.

And so justice is done. There will be years of appeals, but there is a grim satisfaction in knowing that sociopathic bastard didn't slither out of the courtroom this afternoon and back into the bachelor life he wanted so much. So much that he killed his wife and firstborn son.

Her smile. I will never forget her smile. I hope Scott never does either. I hope he dies remembering it.