Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Accident
LM has had an accident at day care on Friday. I got the dreaded call at about 10:40 in the morning. It seems he fell while playing in the play ground and got a cut on his forehead which needed 6 stitches.
While everyone tells me it's the "first of many" and that "he's just being a little boy" I still must admit -- it scared the crap out of me. Knowing that he was hurt and there was no way to get to him and that he was crying and scared, it made me want to run over to him as fast as I could and scoop him up and make him feel better.
He's fine now, of course. Other than the stitches on his forehead and him being slightly cling, he's the same LM as before....
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Scribble Scrabble
First the left, then the right, then the tongue. The artist at work. At least he doesn't write on the floors and walls... yet.
Friday, August 05, 2005
No Pictures
For those of you who are probably thinking "Where are the pictures?" -- today there are no pictures. Why? Because yesterday, I was watching LM run around the house and play with his uncle Dan and it occurred to me: mere pictures no longer capture the true joy of LM.
No longer is a picture enough to show how his personality is developing. I can't capture his sense of humor in a single frame. Nor can I show how he's maturing, how he dances or runs, or gives me raspberries by snapping my camera at just the right time.
The time has past where pictures will suffice to show how LM is becoming a BM -Big Man. And as I sit and watch him feed himself using a spoon and fork (and pretty efficiently, at that), I have to wonder where my "baby" has gone.
Soon, he'll be a child, then all to soon, a teenager, and then he'll be grown and gone. I know it's a bit early to think about this - after all, he not even one and a half years old yet. But how quickly time flies - he's always been my baby and I've never gone a day without him, and I can't fathom how I'll feel when I have to let him go.
You know, from the moment he was born, I knew I would have to learn to let him go eventually - to step back and let him grow and mature and learn to stand on his own. I just never imagined it would be so soon.
No longer is a picture enough to show how his personality is developing. I can't capture his sense of humor in a single frame. Nor can I show how he's maturing, how he dances or runs, or gives me raspberries by snapping my camera at just the right time.
The time has past where pictures will suffice to show how LM is becoming a BM -Big Man. And as I sit and watch him feed himself using a spoon and fork (and pretty efficiently, at that), I have to wonder where my "baby" has gone.
Soon, he'll be a child, then all to soon, a teenager, and then he'll be grown and gone. I know it's a bit early to think about this - after all, he not even one and a half years old yet. But how quickly time flies - he's always been my baby and I've never gone a day without him, and I can't fathom how I'll feel when I have to let him go.
You know, from the moment he was born, I knew I would have to learn to let him go eventually - to step back and let him grow and mature and learn to stand on his own. I just never imagined it would be so soon.
