November 23, 2003
I love my son. I love him with all my heart and soul. I have been called a "hopeless romantic" before by more than one person in my life, but I'll wear that title proudly until the day I die. I simply wish that more people in this world WERE hopeless romantics. The world would be a better place because of them.
I enjoyed this weekend.
Have you ever watched your child sleep? Have you ever just LOOKED at him and thought about what a fine chunk of young manhood he is? Look at that tousled hair, those special ears and that one bare foot hanging off the edge of the bed. Listen to the sounds he makes in his sleep. Tuck that bare foot under the covers and kiss him goodnight even though he never knows that you're there.
Then, go to your own bed feeling proud of one damn good thing you did in your life.
You been peeking in and watching me with my kids?
You know it! We've all done it. He speaks for us all.
There's nothing more profound than what you described. Those moments were the best part of my life. I miss those moments. The best part was the sound of I love you after I tucked them in.
some of my favorite pix in the photo albums are ones i took of my boys when they were little and sound asleep- mouths open,drooling, clutching their teddies-they are now 26 and 23-blackmail-lol-along with the nekkid bathtime pix--oh my how time flies-enjoy now acidman!!!
Spoken like a true loving parent.
God really does exist, and he gives you moments like that so you will know that, THAT is how He feels about you. Despite all your history, your pain and mistakes.
Doesn't matter what Quinton will ever do in his future, you'll always remember such moments and you'll always love him.
Oh yeah, to SISO:
FOAD, you pathetic, heartless piece of cat turd.
Beautiful and touching.
Except for the fact that both of them are my daughters. (ages 2.5 years and 3 months.)