- 1. I am not the mother of a 16 year old. I guess when Oldest was born those 16 years ago, I thought, so it seemed, that he would be little forever - from diapers to t-ball, learning phonics and 1+1 . Not Me.
- The years have Not flown by, and this morning did not wonder how the little wee boy I used to hold and rock is now asking for the key to the car.
- 2. It has not been fun to see him grow from this 8.7 lb wonder to a 5'8" (we're not holding our breath to see if he keep going) young man! We've not gone to countless baseball and basketball games, band concerts, and cheered him on. I'm sure we'll not go to countless more. No more prayers, no more laughter.
Monday, December 15, 2008
This is a special edition of "Not Me!" Monday sponsored by McMama at My Charming Kids. I have to tell you that this is hard for me to write the opposite of what I mean when I'm talking about one of my kids!