I got to thinking about some of my favorite things this evening as I watched Grayson eat his dinner. I know, bizarre thought process. But as I watched him pick up his cup to take a drink of milk, I couldn't help but think about how much I love toddler hands. They still have the remnants of baby-hood, yet you can tell that they are on the brink of something else. So I just sat there and watched his hands. I realized that my baby is fading fast, but I love the little boy that he is fast becoming. I love his infectious belly laugh and how easy it is to pull it out of him these days. I love how he can be so full of energy one minute, and the next, be content to sit on his mommy's lap and just take in the world around him. But most of all, right now I just love those hands. Those little toddler hands that fit so perfectly in mine.
3 comments:
ahhh, ahemmmm you made me tear up.
TY very much!
I know JUST how you feel. I caught K's profile the other day in just the right light. I started tearing up realizing how she no longer looks like a baby, although I still call her that.
I have been looking at Liam's hands a lot lately & even mentioned to Matias last night that they "seemed larger" and to have suddenly grown over night :( Must be the onslaught of Toddler Hands coming my way!
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