I am still here. Wallowing in my tears. My baby boy turned 5 last week. My BABY is 5. 
I am ok with that. Until I drive by a place that brings nostalgia to my mind like a freight train.
And then I get teary eyed. I grab my BABY boy.
Snuggling him I whisper, “you will always be my baby.”
Usually he squirms away. 
But there are those times he indulges my mama spirit. He cuddles closer.
If there was a way to breathe in time I would.
A precious gift this child is to me.
Happy 5th Birthday Lil’ Rocker. 
3 comments:
Happy 5th Birthday Lil' Rocker! :)
So sweet!!! Happy birthday little man!!!!
Great pics! He is one handsome dude!!!!
5?! Nooooo!!!! sigh. I feel your pain. My Girlie and I just went through her spring/summer clothes. One of her dresses now fits like a long top to wear with capris. I bought it TWO years ago and it touched the tops of her feet. Today it's above her knees. How did this happen?! She'll be 5 in August. I'm not ready. But I am thankful that my baby is only 2. :)
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