While I have been busy lately being "busy", this little guy grew up.
I was awaken this morning to a beaming, six year old little man saying,
"Mom, look, I lost a tooth!"
With the sleepies still stuck to my eyes, I hugged him, shed a tear (or maybe two) and said,
"I love you, bud." And under my breath, I whispered a prayer of gratefulness and sadness. Grateful that I am home to witness these things but sad that it seems like yesterday that this guy was born.
I just have to remember to keep my eyes on what's important and to not blink so much...maybe time will slow a bit!
