"Mom, can I come with you?" Sure, so he threw on a hoodie and some shoes and off we went. As we got out of the car and started walking he grabbed my hand and held it. Micah is 8 1/2. He doesn't hold my hand anymore. He is getting to cool for his mom. He doesn't want me to see him get dressed. He is getting all grown up and I can't handle it sometimes. But today when his cute little hand grabbed mine chills literally went up my arm. I thought in that instant, will this be the last time this happens? I love this boy more than life. I hate that he's growing up, but moments like that remind me he will always need and love his mom, and that made me smile.
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No lie that made me just about cry... I've never thought about it that way but its so true. We only get them for such a short time and have to take advantage of those little moments :) Thanks for the reminder. PS your kids are adorable!
Geez!! I must be emotional cuz as I'm getting caught up on your blog...I'm crying! Micah is such a neat boy!! You have great kids Meliss! I miss them so much!
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