Thursday, May 20, 2010

I dont know what it is.

It might be the new haircut.
Or the huge molars in the back of your mouth.
Or the fact that you are running and it doesn't look funny anymore.


Maybe its that you feed yourself.
Or that you understand what I am saying to you.
Or that you can scale anything in the house now. Couches, chairs, beds are all within your reach.


It very well could be the assertion of your independence lately.
Or the fact that both of your brothers are afraid of you.

Whatever it is - its whispering that my days with a baby are quickly coming to an end.

3 comments:

SLO Rober said...

Is it a little bitter sweet?

Mayer's said...
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Grandma Caroline said...

I think it was the hardest 3 years of my life, when I knew I wouldn't have any more kids. It was very tramatic for me. I hope it's better for you.