Bentley shuts his finger in the cupboard door. He speed-crawls towards mommy, half crying, half screaming. He lifts his hands up towards me and I bend down to pick him up. He cries, but stops when he reaches my chest and snuggles in. I think that his soft skin and whispy hair is more comforting to me, then my arms are for him.
In 10 years, will I remember the sentiment of such great love? Will I remember the smell of baby Bentley...and that he's the only one on this Earth that smells like that? And that my heart is so full I might explode? Will I remember that I hear "Hello World" by Lady Antebelum being played quietly from my iTunes?
I HOPE SO
3 comments:
This is the beauty of the power of journaling/blogging...because, try as I may, it is hard for me to exactly remember my kids as babies. They just grow and change so subtly every day and it's hard to go back to a specific point in time. Pictures & videos help, too. : )
Yeah we found a little video clip of Paige from not even two years ago and I had already forgotten about some of her expressions and how she looked. So fun!
By the way, I LOVE your blog, you do a great job - it is so cute and fun to keep up with your adorable little family.
Yes, this invention of video and blogging is great! And yes, they change so fast that we almost dont notice it at the time! Then all of a sudden it's like "what happened?"
Thanks Brenda :) Im glad someone else besides our parents and aunts and read this :)
same with yours...but you could probably stand to post a few more pictures of paige (& your belly).. ;) haha.
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