Photographs Of You

Every time I blink my eyes I take a mental photo of you. You are my heart little man. Every smile, frown, laugh, giggle and cry is recorded in my mind. I can't get enough of you. I sit and stare at you and think of how blessed I am and how full my heart is. Sometimes I catch you looking at me. When I catch you, you smile. Only one other man has made my heart swell like that when he smiles at me. I'm thankful with every breath I breathe for the gift that I've been given in you.

Someday's I can't wait for you to hold your own bottle. I grow aggravated when you insist on being held. I become impatient because I fall victim to the demands of today's world. I don't want to be aggravated that you want me near. I love when you look at me with your sweet little eyes and smile at me. It makes my heart break when you've been crying for me to pick you up and you get excited when I do. I want every moment between us to be precious.

So, I will choose to let you grow at your own pace. I won't rush you. I will choose to slow down and enjoy every moment with you. I promise to hold you anytime you need me to. I will choose to enjoy every precious moment of the blessing I've been given.

I know one day there is the possibility that you may not want to snuggle with me. It's possible you may be aggravated with me or impatient. Maybe I'll be embarrassing to you. I hope and pray not, but understand that it is sometime a natural process of the parent/child relationship. If that's the case, I'll close my eyes and review all the mental photos and videos I've taken of you. If not, then I have all these memories to keep close to my heart.

Click. I love you!