I could protect him from all the other kids. I know how cruel kids can be, and I also know how sensitive he is. Today he fell and slipped in the mud. He fought back tears as the other kids laughed at him. I went to his school with clean shorts and socks, and the minute he saw me walk in the door, he burst into tears. I remember those days. I remember how hard it was to be forced to share space for 6 plus hours a day with those less than pleasant, and just down right mean other students. I know this will not be the last time something like this happens, but I promise to be there to scoop him up and share my stories (and there are a whole lot of them) of my most embarrassing moments. I love him more than anything, and when he hurts, I hurt, and I hope he knows I will ALWAYS be there for him no matter what.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
For teaching me to stay in the moment, to not always rush, to not always stress, and to stop and look around and see the world through a childs eyes. I love you boys and promise to slow down, and I promise I will try not to flip out when things dont go as planned, because you two have proven to me time and time again, that everything will be okay. My love for you grows more and more with each moment we share. I hope to have more road trips with you my little life coaches.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Its funny how Elizabeth and I used to go to Venice Beach all the time. It hasnt changed, much, patchoulli scented hippies, con artists galore, starving artists under the influence of something... But this time, it was Elizabeth and Brad, Nick and I. I had a blast, enjoyed the cold air, and realized just how much our sons are like us. Little mini-me's. I hope to have more of these moments together.