My son, Luke, is about to turn 9. I want to cry at the thought of him getting older. I just want him to remain my little boy. He is a blessing! He is funny, witty, smart, rambunctious, energetic, and loving. I cannot wait to see him after work. He always has stories to tell me about his day. Whether they be about a classmate or his teacher. He is a hoot! I remember the days when he was a toddler and all the funny things he did. He would look in the pantry and say "what do my want?" Like he had all that food to choose from and he was big enought to decide what he would pick. He would watch the original Shrek movie and just cackle at Donkey, before he could even talk.
The picture above is one of my favorites. He is about 2 years old there. It is not the best quality picture but I love it!
This time of year really makes me reflect on how precious time truly is. We all say how time flies. I don't want to dwell on the speed of it. I want to take advantage of it. I want to make his life the best it can be and give him every opportunity to do what he enjoys. He wants to play football, let him play, he is only this age once and I want him to enjoy it and experience new things.
