An Old Soul

As parents, we hear our children talk all the time.  Today's reminds me that I need to take the time to truly listen so I don't miss moments like this.

Jack was watching the snow fall heavy outside our window.  He had been quietly watching for a long time.  He says without turning away from the view, "Sometimes the snow makes me cry"  I asked him why and he replied, "It's beautiful"

The beauty of that thought process makes me cry.  Happy tears for a boy that I wasn't sure would ever talk.

Sweet 16

*My oldest son turned 16 a few weeks ago.  He is so precious to me and seeing him age has been amazing!

  November 15, 1994

November, 2010

Watching this boy turn into a young man has fascinated and terrified me.  Recently, I realized how short his time as my child has become.  He graduates in less than two years and leaves my nest.  I can't think of it without tearing up.

*In other news, Jack has found his future profession, so he says.

He says his name is Asimo, the robot.

Don't be jealous of my mad robot making skills.  
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