I am the mother of a 17 year old today :-( On one hand, it makes me feel old. On the other...only one more year to go!!! Bahahaha!! I remember this little boy, whom I have very fond memories of...who used to crawl in bed with me early in the morning and watch cartoons so I could sleep just a little longer; when younger, he must have owned about 20 binkys and was very attached to them; whose sad face I remember at the ripe age of 12 when he found out the truth about Santa; a very special memory of him when he was 2 and was walking down the hall of our apartment with his sisters hand in his (she wasnt quite a year old) and she had had a blow out the back of her diaper and there was poop all up her back in her onsie; a baby whose face and head was so big and round when he was born; a four/five month old baby who cried a lot in the middle of the night and I would walk and cradle him, crying myself from exhaustion, and my sister would offer to take him every night but I would refuse bc he was mine; a boy who got a fish hook caught in his eyebrow at cousins camp and screamed bloody murder and instantly stopped crying when it just fell out mins later; a boy at the age of 15 had a sword fight with me, made from balloons, at the Local 307 Christmas party. The last few years have been rough, but I never forget the things that have made me love this child to the end of the universe.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 16:36:08 +0000
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