Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Time Kills Me

I had been a mommy for a few days.

Who is this big boy?

I lose track of how much he makes us laugh. Usually we have to hide it
because he's self-conscious of others making fun of him.
But man is he funny.

This little guy rocked the very world I thought I knew.

And I can no longer call him my Baby B because he's so big.

But he'll always be my baby.

And though TPB was only The Perfect Baby for about 13 months...

Watching him grow and discover and learn warms my heart so much.

Sometimes I don't mind that he's the one that's going to give me gray hairs.
I am not kidding, y'all.
This one's Trouble w a capital T.
(And he knows it.)

May Each Day

by Andy Williams

May each day in the week be a good day.

May the Lord always watch over you.

And may all of your hopes turn to wishes,

And may all of your wishes come true.

May each day in the month be a good day.

May you make friends with each one you meet.

And may all of your daydreams be mem'ries,

And may all of your mem'ries be sweet.

The weeks turn to months and the months into years.

There'll be sadness and joy; there'll be laughter and tears.

But one thing I pray to heaven above.

May each of your days be a day full of love.

May each day in the year be a good day.

May each dawn find you happy and gay.

And may all of your days be as lovely

As the one you shared with me today.

May each day of your life be a good day

And good night.