I’m not really sure how this happens. I feel like I lost blocks of time.
My advice you all of the young moms. Grab hold, make great memories, because it’s a fast ride.
Before you know it your baby won’t be a baby any longer.
My baby turned 18 yesterday.
This is just so scary to me.
I’m pretty sure it was just last week that he looked like this.
My easy going kid.
The one that I could drag shopping all day or take to the older kids games and he never fussed.
Well, except that first day of pre-K when he grabbed the flagpole and he would not let go.
Or that time we went to story time at the library and he pitched a fit because he did NOT want to be there. We both sat in the car and cried that day.
Then there was the time…..
Okay, so the kid fussed a bit.
I love his sense of humor. He still makes me laugh. Every day.
He does impressions and quotes from movies like no one else can.
He is patient with me when I ask for help with photoshop. And that is pretty often.
He is not the neatest kid in the world but I can look past that.
Or just shut the door if it gets really bad.
I tried to make a homemade cake for him. No box mix. All from scratch.
Yeah, that didn’t turn out like I had hoped.
I had apologized to him last night for such a yucky cake.
He hugged me then said it was alright and that he appreciated that I took the time to make it. *snif*
What a guy!
I’ll have to make another one with some help from Betty Crocker.
She will not let me down like Martha did with her recipe.
Hope everyone is having a great week. :)