Okay, I was just reading for fun, but I need to say something, maybe for me, maybe for you all.
Our eldest will be 22 on Easter...I can't even imagine where the years went. Only yesterday he was a new born and now, he's an adult with 2 military tours under his belt.
Our second, however was 18 when he died this past June. I can't see the kids, or hear of someone elses kids without thinking about him and how he was just in my arms and will never in this lifetime be in my arms again.
I guess the point is this, often when our kids are little, we take them for granted, or get easily frustrated, but you never know how long you have or what they will grow to be. Cherish each moment, love them with everything you have, even love them in letting them grow up. Hold them as tightly as you can, even if that means letting the go. Never take them for granted, never assume they will always be there to comfort you, but instead, thank God every day for them, and pray for them and let them know how precious they are, let them know without doubt they are loved.
Our third is lazy as a fence, and yet the apple of our eye.
Our fourth is our only girl and just coming into the realization that it is okay to be a girl.
Our baby is 11, wow, and stubborn as all get out.
Each still only a baby, each stealing our hearts in their own way and each, loved with a passion to rival any. Hold them close and lock them in your heart.