My youngest grandson recently turned one and we celebrated. It is a gift to watch someone come into the world and then watch them grow up.
His feet the day he was born:
Now he is a big boy getting ready to walk.
How about some brotherly love:
They grow too fast. As Abel is taking his first steps alone and his brother is running after the big kids, I find myself wishing things would slow down. Probably no more than their mommy.
This moment is filled with joy and just a bit of sadness that neither of them will be tiny again. They will continue to grow and change. It will be difficult to keep up.
I will do my best in the moments I have.
So, Happy Birthday, Abel. Though you won’t remember today I hope there are many more you will and that each one is just as happy as today.
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