To say that I wasn't the best of daughters during my teenage years would be an understatement. I was a hell-raiser. I appreciate the fact that my mom actually survived my torment.
But I've said it before: I repented.
Anyway, for mother's day, if I were to have one wish, it would be so that my kids, your kids, all kids around the world stop growing so fast! They grow up so fast that I literally can see the added centimeters to their hair every morning.
I was looking at my kids' baby pictures one night, leafing through the photo album is one of my favorite past times and I told my kids about how wonderful they smelt when they were babies. You know, the milky smell of a newborn baby that you want to bottle up and keep forever. That bottle that you want to stick your nose into and take a good, long whiff?
No such bottle. Now, they smell sweaty and...well, not so nice. :-) My kids didn't take too kindly to my description of the way they smell now compared to when they were babies.
For mother's day, I wish for them to grow older slowly, enjoy life more, have more fun, learn more from life before the teenage years hit. As it is, I thought I spotted slight signs of growing mustache on my older son's upper lip!! I am like ACCKKK!!! So soon????? NOOOOOOOOO.......
They grow so fast! Wait, wait...they don't even know how to tie their shoelaces yet!! Oh, they do? But....when?
You see, I smother them to death! I dread the day that I have to let them go out into the 'wild, wild world'. Because at that point, I will have to fight the urge to hang onto their legs while they fight their way out of my life so that they can live theirs.
So, for this mother's day, I am wishing, probably, for the impossible.
But I've said it before: I repented.
Anyway, for mother's day, if I were to have one wish, it would be so that my kids, your kids, all kids around the world stop growing so fast! They grow up so fast that I literally can see the added centimeters to their hair every morning.
I was looking at my kids' baby pictures one night, leafing through the photo album is one of my favorite past times and I told my kids about how wonderful they smelt when they were babies. You know, the milky smell of a newborn baby that you want to bottle up and keep forever. That bottle that you want to stick your nose into and take a good, long whiff?
No such bottle. Now, they smell sweaty and...well, not so nice. :-) My kids didn't take too kindly to my description of the way they smell now compared to when they were babies.
For mother's day, I wish for them to grow older slowly, enjoy life more, have more fun, learn more from life before the teenage years hit. As it is, I thought I spotted slight signs of growing mustache on my older son's upper lip!! I am like ACCKKK!!! So soon????? NOOOOOOOOO.......
They grow so fast! Wait, wait...they don't even know how to tie their shoelaces yet!! Oh, they do? But....when?
You see, I smother them to death! I dread the day that I have to let them go out into the 'wild, wild world'. Because at that point, I will have to fight the urge to hang onto their legs while they fight their way out of my life so that they can live theirs.
So, for this mother's day, I am wishing, probably, for the impossible.
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