Friday, June 24, 2005
He watches the Grass
I absolutely love being a mom. It feel like the best job in the whole world. This morning, I was walking with A.J. with him wrapped to the front of my chest. The sun was shining warmly down upon us. He tilted himselt to the side and was looking down at the grass as we passed on the sidewalk. "Do you see the grass, precious one? That's grass. It's green. And those are the trees." Sometimes I wish A.J. would stay the same forever, but times like these I'm eager to have lots of little ones a bit older, traipsing alongside me, grabbing my hands, who I can teach all about the world to.