Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Littlest Man

I never thought i would be that super sensitive super sentimental kind of mom. When the school year starts I nearly shout for Joy! A vacation sans children, Hallelujah!!! I never pictured myself feeling so sad to see my youngest child growing up. Gavin is nearly eighteen months old. He is walking, and doing some talking, and throwing fits. As wonderful as I think it all is (yes, even the fits, I think being strong willed is an important trait), I ache inside knowing that my baby isn't

going to be a baby much longer. See that naughty twinkle in his eye?

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