Monday, January 19, 2009

Where Have My Babies Gone?

You know your busy when....you forget to post about your kids' birthday. Ahhhhh! (birth story here)




We always count down for birthdays. It's hard when Christmas is just 6 days previous to one though. We end-up counting down to Christmas first then to the b-d. And we always ask the kid (or kids in this case) you have x amount of days left until your b-d.....what are you gonna do with the days left you have to be x? Consecutively, all the boys will answer.....video games!

My Babies are 7. For some reason seven is a landmark. No longer a small kid, but a bigger kid. I no longer have any younger kids. I'm feeling tears. No, I do not reminisce the dirty didies or the puky shirts. But I miss the chub. The firsts. The feeling of little, chubby arms encircling my neck for a cuddle. I miss the "Mamma! Read to me!" Serious. Do they need me to read to them now? No. They're all readers now. How I wish, just for an hour, I could savor each of the kids in their toddlerness.

Anyway....at their party I overheard this conversation (at the dinner table).

Sam-I'm growing a beard. (All the boys got a play shave kit for Christmas.)
Guest (boy)-No way!
Twins-We are too!
My boys-FEEL this. (They then proceed to grab the guests hand and 'prove' the stubble.)
Guest- I'm growing a beard too. =D

So eager to be men.
My prayer for you Buddies. "The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you, and be gracious unto you. The Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace." Numbers 6:24-26
My boys.
The gift they were really hoping for.....

3 comments:

Vonny said...

The pix say it all, don't they! You're right about not little boys, not big boys, but bigger than little! We enjoy them all so very much! Love you, Mom : )

Heather Elizabeth said...

Congrats Katy! You are a great Momma! Keep it up. Lots of good memories and cuddlin left to do.

momaof4 said...

Oh, I so get this. Renae is only 4 but she is bigger then Isaac. Not so little!

I was in the nursery for MOPS and oh, how I love the cudling, the little smiles, the "talking" but so over the diapers an spit up and "milky" smell they get. :0

We just have to love on those that come after!