Oh Scooter that was just precious,,,,,,,made my heart melt too.
I have those moments too. Especially this year, I have watched my oldest son, become more of a man instead of "my little man", cried at his success at school and football.
My daughter, is growing into a young woman, 9 yrs old but not a baby anymore. She is so beautiful when she laughs , I watch her play dolls and remember how I used to do the same things she does.
My youngest son, still crawls into my bed in the early mornings and puts his hand around my neck or hair and is so still and peaceful I just stare at him.
The other day I watched a family video of when my kids were 9, 3, and 1. I cried like a baby to hear Jakes voice sounding like he was on helium, his voice was like a little boy, god he was a little boy. He was dancing and would kill me if anyone ever sees that video now. He has grown so much.
My daughter Kelly was little shirley temple with the chubby checks and baby knees...... she would make these faces for me ,,,,,, I would tell her do sad eyes and she would pucker her lip out and pretend to cry, or happy eyes, and she would smile real big and bat her eyes.
My little son, Chance was a baby, only 1 yr old and his dark brown eyes twinkled, he was playing with a set of keys, which i had forgotten he loved so much. Not baby keys, but the keys his Pappaw made up for him, of all the keys he didnt use anymore, he even at that age wanted to be just like his pappaw.
I cried,,,,,,, and cried at how blessed I am as a mother, to watch them grow and thrive. I cried because one day they will not be in the same house with me and I don' tknow what I will do... I guess that is what the teenage years are for,,,,,,,,, so you get sick of them and their smart ass ways, and you are ready for them to hit the road..........lol........ Well I hope they stay around longer than I stayed at home.
