Thursday, December 13, 2012
There were a few tears today, and they didn't come from Easton...
This afternoon, while E and I were hanging outside he was acting a little more clingy than usual. He wanted to be held and cuddled and nursed; which I happily obliged. It was after a few songs and giggles that he was ready to get off of my lap and play in the leaves. I watched him. Like, really watched him. He is so amazing. E was walking around in the backyard carrying his bucket and shovel (and hat); going back and forth from one end of the yard to the other. He was so busy, and so content.
Watching him today brought tears to my eyes. As those tears rolled down ma face, I realized that I truly have the best job ever. I love hanging out with Easton, eating meals with him, making him healthy food, watching him explore...I love parenting. I love setting boundaries and watching his little mind decide whether he likes those boundaries or not. I just love it.
I believe there are special tears that are reserved for these special moments. They will [probably] be shed at every milestone; first steps, fist day of school, graduation, wedding, new job, ad infinitum. I call these tears, baby tears.
Just the sweetest little face...