I was flipping through my iPhoto albums marveling at how inadequate the tired old phrase, “time flies” really is. I feel like I took these photos just minutes ago.
My oldest, Mr. Serious himself, on the night he learned to walk. If I could go back in time, I’d take more photos, and break out the camcorder every day. His extensive baby sign language was so adorable and I wish I had it all recorded. I can’t say I’d love on him more, because he was my only one and got more of my attention than any of the others.
My second, decidedly fun-loving and only serious if you can get him one-on-one, on one of the many days he covered himself with my mascara. I’d go right back and wrap that make-up covered boy in the biggest hug if I could. Hugs are getting harder to come by from this dear boy.
My daughter who I was so certain was going to be a red head, sitting next to me in the crib she never slept in. I was working at a little desk in her room. She is sweet and lovable and sometimes a bit crazy, just like her mama. If I could blink back in time I’d squish her soft baby legs and bury my face in her soft neck.
My baby boy, looking about as chubby as he ever did, wearing (of course) a hand-me-down from his brothers on a spring day that was finally starting to feel warm. He’ll be 4 in January and I know I’ll weep when he blows out his candles, because 4 is most decidedly no longer a baby, but I’m afraid he’ll always be mine.
Oh, I want to squish them ALL. They’re so dear, every one.
Oh I could just cry. I want to go back and squish my babies, too. My youngest turned 2 in June and he’s becoming less and less of a baby everyday. *sob*
I think that youngest one is the hardest to watch growing up!
don’t make me cry, this post is so sweet
(greetings from your hungarian reader, in case you remember me – I am waving now, maybe you can see me on the map on your dining table :)
Aw, thank you! Of course I remember you! Ha ha, I’m waving right back, though you’re probably sleeping now!
How are you feeling?
~K!
Okay this morning, the magnesium helps so much :o)
Thanks for sharing. My 4th (and likely last) is 15 months and asleep on my lap. I complain that she is a difficult sleeper.. won’t sleep without me. But I know I’m a lot of the reason for that.. because when she falls asleep here like she did tonight, I won’t lay her down. This is why.. someday I’ll do the same thing you just did here.
Oh guilty. I could never lay my babies down awake, I always held them and snuggled them as they fell asleep and now I’m really glad!! I’d hate to look back wishing I would have hugged them more, you know?!
We just celebrated my little guy’s third birthday this weekend and these days are so bittersweet. I love watching him grow but miss those days when I could squeeze his little plumpers (chubby baby legs) and carry him around whenever I wanted. Those baby days sure seem to slip by quickly!
These pictures of your sweeties are just too cute.
Plumpers is such a good name! Kiraemoke who commented above, from Hungary? She described her baby’s chunky thighs as ‘crossants’ I laughed and laughed! Sad to see those thin out when they get mobile and running about.
Happy birthday to your sweetie!