My son turned 6 this year and is graduating Kindergarten, tomorrow…bittersweet moment! I was thinking about his younger years earlier today, it brought many found memories back to mind.
- He loves to dance, did when he was a toddler, still does. We could dance for hours.
– Bubbles! I had to blow the bubbles, he would chase them. “Bubbles gone, Mommy! More bubbles!”
– The park to explore. I don’t care what the weather was like, we would suit up and go. The muddier, the better. That’s what rain boots are for. :)
– Holding him, listening to him and singing with him. That had to be my favorite. He still sits in my lap, he’s a bit on the smaller side, but he’s getting to be a “big” boy. He doesn’t stay as long, anymore. :(
It seems like I haven’t forgotten a second, but I know I have. I’m so happy I wrote a lot of things down. There is so much that I enjoyed with him.
Now, I have a 15yr old daughter, too. My list could go for miles, she has allowed two items. she’s so picky!
- The park, feeding the geese. She would throw food out, her little fistful and yell, “Share duckies! Share!” It wasn’t always that clear sounding, but you could get what she was saying.
– When it snowed, she loved snow angels. It didn’t matter if there was an inch or 10 inches, we still had to do snow angels!
I wrote everything I possibly could write down with her, too. It seems like yesterday, though! :)