April 22 2008

So my son is going to be two years old in about three months and boy is that scary! It’s scary in the fact that I can’t believe he is already so old. Everyone says to enjoy every moment because they grow so fast and they weren’t kidding. I went through all of his clothes and remember actually dressing him in some of his smaller clothes and smelling them to see if I could still get that baby smell from them. I look at younger pictures and hope I remember every age forever. Like the way he use to grunt in his sleep when he was first born, the way he would pucker and make kissing sounds after he had just finished his bottle, or the squishy face he makes when he is being funny. That’s why it’s good to take so many pictures and download them to an online album (so they don’t get ruined). I take at least a couple hundred every month. I take a picture of all his first: playground visit, zoo, swimming, eating, bath, and everything else. I also take a picture of him in all of my favorite outfits. But they can only capture so much. They can’t capture the feeling of being there in the moment. I never want to forget any of it. I hope my memory never goes!