You know sometimes it’s hard to put into words the things that you want to be able to recall. It’s Reese’s first year of college . . . and Skittles’ last year. Clark Bar is playing football (at seven years old) and Little Bit is just a few months old. These everyday ordinary things that don’t mean a thing to anyone else. . . . make me smile.
All these things will fade . . .
and only the big exciting events will be pressed into my book of life like flower petals between pages.
Jar’s sweet little bye-bye kisses . . . not tall enough to reach the door handle.
Reese’s excitement on the first day of college when she got to leave early.
Sugar Pop . . . playing doctor’s office with me. . . she is so beautiful.
Santa . . . (censored).
Clark Bar calling to ask me to buy cookie dough . . . so grown up already.
Skittles and his GF eating chocolate cake at the kitchen bar . . . so sweet.
Santa “checking me out” when he thinks I’m not paying attention . . . very cool.
Itty Bitty’s high pitched voice in my office . . . “Gigi put me in my seat!” . . . the best!
Mars Bar asking me “What YOU doing?” . . . what a personality he has already.
Watching Reese’s BF squeeze past people on our pew at church on his way to sit by her on Sunday morning. . . memorable.
Skittles coming in at 1:30 am and hugging me before he goes to bed. . . makes waiting up worth it.
Sooner than I want they will all be past this time . . . they will be starting their own lives and families and all these little things will evaporate like morning fog in the afternoon. . . . just a faded memory.